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I have bigger things to think about. Like how best to get out of here.

As much as I think it might be easy to wait for them both to fall asleep and then walk out the front door, I know better than that.

Reid might have given me the space I requested. But I’m under no illusion that it’s because anything has changed.

It’s guilt.

He poisoned me. Almost killed me. I’m not sure a man like Reid Harris ever almost kills anyone. If he wants the job done, then he does it properly. No half-assed accidents.

JD hesitates, still not believing that I’m serious. I hold his eyes firm, silently telling him that I am.

“I need to know you’re okay,” he says, his voice cracked with emotion. “I need—”

“I don’t really care what you need right now. You’re not the one who’s been held against their will and tortured in the basement of a monster’s house. You’re also not the one who’s been the butt of their fun and games.”

Finally, he swings his legs off the bed and pushes to his full height, filling my vision with nothing but toned muscle, intricate ink, and his impressive semi.

Asshole.

I’m not sure what I just said, but his sadness seems to have been replaced with his signature smirk once more.

He prowls closer, not giving a shit about his nakedness. And he doesn’t stop until the heat of his body is warming mine.

Pressing his hands to the door on either side of my head, he leans down, letting his breath rush down my neck before his lips brush my ear.

“I think you like our games, little dove.”

Gritting my teeth, I attempt to move back, to put some space between us, but there is nowhere to go.

There’s a heavy door at my back and a wall of muscle at my front.

“I know as much as you do that your idea of fun is the same as mine.”

My fists curl, my nails digging into my palms as I fight to keep my agreement off my face.

Yes, we had fun.

But it’s done now. It’s over.

I left the basement, and soon, I’m going to be leaving his life as well.

My heart twists painfully at that thought alone. But he’s already shown his true colors and proven to me that I’m wrong.

He doesn’t care. He just wanted to get one up on Reid.

Well, he achieved it. I can’t imagine that the man of this house loses very often. It must be paining him to come second to his best friend.

“We’re done, JD. The basement was fun and all, but it’s over.”

He chuckles, refusing to believe my words.

“Nothing’s changed, Dove. You might have made it up here into a comfortable bed, but you still belong to us.”

“You’re wrong.” The image of my husband’s smiling face fills my mind, making the pain in my chest even more potent. “There is only one man I belong to, and I’ll do whatever it takes to find my way back to him. I don’t care who I have to fight through. It will happen.”

He pulls back, staring deeply into my eyes, as if he can see all the secrets I’m still keeping playing out in my mind like a movie.

I startle, my gasp of shock sucking the air out of the room when his knuckles gently graze my jaw. The move is so tender that I can’t help but lean into it.

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