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I turn Zia around to face me after I pull out, both of us a mess, but I need her to know this isn’t a one off or circumstantial. Not really. “I want to do this again, in multiple ways, and I figure since we’re basically running away together, you might be okay with that.”
She nods and hits me with a huge smile, pushing up on her tiptoes to kiss me. “I am.”
“Good. I was really hoping—oh shit!” I look at the clock and realize Mandy is going to be back in less than twenty minutes, the entire night already almost gone. “We have to get dressed.”
Rushing around the room, Zia and I fix our clothes, clean up, and try to make sure there aren’t any fluids anywhere. We can’t really get rid of the smell of sex on such short notice, but once Zia is outside waiting on the roof, I can only hope it gets ignored since I look to be alone.
“Hey, Felix,” Mandy says with a smile just as I notice a spot of cum on my jeans. “Did you have a good night?”
“Yep. It was great. I have to split, coffee is going, I’ll see you later.” And then I’m all but running out the back door, scrubbing at my crotch like a lunatic.
“Zia,” I whisper-shout. “Zia, baby, let’s go.”
I back up and look at the roof, searching for the silver gleam that was there the night she kidnapped me. “Zia?”
Pausing, I search the roof, looking for any sign that she’s up there and hopefully waiting to pounce, but I don’t see anything at all.
I close my eyes and focus on her scent, breathing deep while running my tongue over my fangs. Her taste is just like her scent, but stronger and the more of it I have in me, the easier it is for me to find.
Except I don’t have enough.
“Where the hell have you been?”
I jump at the sound of Silas’s voice, but I keep looking for the female I’m quickly realizing I don’t want to be without. “I was kidnapped.”
“Yeah, okay.” His lighter cracks behind me and I smell his non-filter cigarette, so I move toward the left side of the building. “Why haven’t I seen you in three days?”
“Because I was kidnapped.”
“Stop screwing around, Felix. I was worried Davina showed up or something. There’s a lot of shit going on down below lately, and I… what the fuck are you looking for?”
I roll my eyes as I walk along the back of the studio toward the right side, my heart starting to beat a little faster when I still don’t find any sign of Zia. “Looking for my kidnapper.”
Silas grabs the back of my shirt just as I step up on the bottom rung of the ladder. “There isn’t anyone up there.”
“How do you know? You just got here.”
“Iwas just up there, Felix, and I was alone.”
Fuck.
Zia wouldn’t have taken off, not without me. I barely got her out the back door because she didn’t want to let me out of her sight and now… “Goddamnit, I should have listened to her.”
“Who?” Silas asks as he follows me toward the car. “What the hell is going on? And since when can you drive?”
“I can’t.” Wrenching the driver side door open, I check the mini backseat trunk thingy and find Roger sawing logs—Zia brought him out with her so I know she’s been here at least.
“So why do you have a car?”
I walk around the Cooper in a slow circle, looking for anything that might help me figure out what happened to Zia and just when I’m about to go back inside, I stop short of the passenger door when something shiny catches my eye.
Handcuffs.
The handcuffs Zia used on me, and decided to grab last minute before we left, are on the ground, and they’repartially melted.
“Son of a bitch,” I growl as I bend down and snatch them up. “Fucking bastard.”
I rush around to the driver’s side and get behind the wheel, starting the clown car up because it’s close to sunrise and if I don’t want to die before I figure out what happened, I need to get to my apartment.
