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“It’s just the fire, babe,” Rex says and leans back into my neck, trailing kisses and nibbles over my flesh. I shiver at his advances, my hands finding themselves back in his hair. I grip him and I hiss as he touches the right spots, turning me on like a light switch that gives no fucks about the public nature or the popcorn in the fire.
“Mmmm …” I hum for him when his hands kneads my ass and his teeth sink into the base of my neck.
Rustling settles into my arousal-fueled brain. Branches and brush swiping over each other and something else. It takes amoment to register the noise, but when Rex freezes, I’m on alert. Gaze darting, I try to see beyond the fire, but my eyes won’t focus past the flickering flames and my heart aches to ignore it all.
“Quiet,” Rex whispers in my ear so low I almost don’t catch the words. He’s got a phone in his hand, typing without looking, his sight trained on the shit around us as he pulls me in tight against him.
“I don’t hear it anymore.” I try to whisper back, but Rex snaps a hand over my mouth, cutting me off from saying anything further.
“Not an animal, babe.” He tries to seem nonchalant, his words suggesting anything but.
If it’s not an animal, then what the fuck is it?
I grab onto his arm as it falls away from me to get his attention. My face falls when he glances back at me, but he just shrugs.
The rustling sounds again, I grab onto him and try to get him to move but I’m struck paralyzed when sounds become extended, then progress into thudding.
Is that grunting?
Like fucking human grunting?
His arm bars me in place from getting us out of there, slowly pushing me back behind him until my knees hit the seat and I bend to sit.
“Rex!” I whisper louder than intended, tugging on his arm. “We should get out of here!” I fight against his hold, but it doesn’t matter. The bushes to our left burst forward, a mass falling off the barrier with a thud and hitting the cement walkway. I jerk back, the fire illuminates the mass as a person- maybe two? Rolling around on the ground. Rex is in my face, ushering me away, pulling me to the exit before I recognize what’s happening.
What the fuck?
I look back and catch sight of two men grappling as we round the corner to the gate that I assume leads out of this little sanctuary. A fist lands with a sickening crack, the shattering of glass and plastic skittering across the walkway as we pass.
Was that a camera?
The taller, bigger, of the two stands with a device in his hands that he bashes into the wall at his side, the guy from the bottom watching on through a bloodied nose and swollen eye. Rex tugs me along with a large hand wrapped around my wrist, away from the mess of shit, and tucks me into the passenger seat of a car.
We’re on the road, peeling rubber out of the lot before I can blink.
“Rex, what the fuck?” I grip my seat belt as the car in front of us slams its brakes, the red lights illuminating the interior of the car, my face screwing up as if we’ve already hit them. He yanks the wheel to avoid the collision and cuts off another car that blares its horn at us. “Holy shit!”
I just met this man.
Oh my god, this is how it happens.
My palms dampen with nerves the longer Rex chooses not to answer my question. Or say any damn thing.
Panic settles into my tight chest as I watch on at headlights that shoot by at an unnatural speed. The scenery around us flies thanks to the high number on the speedometer I refuse to look at.
My stomach rolls with fresh waves of nausea, threatening to empty itself if this race Rex thinks we’re in continues.
He glances at me periodically but keeps his white knuckle grip on the wheel and main focus on the traffic in front of us, trying to evade whatever is in the rearview mirror that lights up his face with a reflection I swear I’m imagining.
I take a chance and turn in my seat to look behind us.
Oh, fuck.
I gulp down the lump desperate to choke me out.
There’s a vehicle so close to our tail that I can’t tell what it is.
Oh my god.
