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“Hey, bro.” I lean against the door frame. “What’s with the surprise visit?”
His jaw is clenched, brow furrowed. “Don’t give me that shit, Zia.”
He barges past me, and as I stare out at the sky, the sun starting to set, I realize I’m so fucked.
Chapter Ten
Felix
I have a funny feeling I’m going to die tonight.
Okay, maybe not for real, but things are getting interesting as hell, and not in a good way.
Except maybe seeing Zia’s pussy.
That was pretty fucking good.
So responsive, her pretty pussy already wet before I even…
I shake the thought from my head as I start pacing again.
I can’t think about that right now.
Throwing caution to the wind that way, it’s one of the reasons I’m convinced that I’m nearing the end of my life.
I’m so goddamn hungry that my more primal instincts are getting harder to keep under control. And if I don’t eat something soon, I’m liable to do far worse than using a sex toy on the woman who kidnapped me.
Then eventually I’ll hit the point of no return. I’ll end up permanently feral and either go on a killing spree that will result in Davina finding me before she kills me, or I’ll just wither up and die.
And both of those options really suck.
No pun intended.
I groan at that stupid thought and look at Roger, relieved he’s perfectly fine and sound asleep.
Which is miraculous because whoever it is that just showed up at this house isloud.
“Hey, bro. What’s with the surprise visit?”
My ears perk up at that, and I lean toward the door, trying to eavesdrop the best I can.
And I do it while I ignore the second wave of relief that hits me in as many minutes because that dude is Zia’s brother.
Probably.
Hopefully.
Either way, I’m ignoring the feeling becausewhywould I be jealous of my relatively unhinged abductor having a man in her life?
I immediately scowl at that.
If Zia had a man in her life, she shouldn’t have let me use that toy on her. I mean, by human morals anyway, and I’m not really into sharing, not after what happened with Davina and… oh mygod,why am I even thinking about this!
Firmly patting my cheeks, I resume listening at the door.
“Don’t give me that shit, Zia.”
“What shit? I don’t know what you’re talking about. Everything is—”
