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Is it a control thing?
Is it that you only like certain outfits I own?
Are you secretly into some elements of BDSM?
Is this just all part of your liking to keep me on my toes?
Each time, he’d responded in the negative. And he hadn’t bothered to hide his amusement that being in the dark made me—
A massive impact slammed into the side of my car’s rear end, sending it swerving.
My body jerked, and my head whipped sideways and hit the window hard. As the seatbelt snapped taut, I slammed my foot on the brakes and viciously yanked at the wheel. Tires screeched as my car roughly skidded and spun. A large puff of white rammed into my front, thrusting me back against the seat.
Abruptly, the car stopped, jolting my body yet again. A deafening silence fell, heavy and shocked.
My insides seizing, I stuttered out a breath and double-blinked, lost and confused. I couldn’t think through the fog hazing my mind. Couldn’t shake off the numbness steadily taking over.
My heart going a mile a minute, I shoved at the white cloud in front of me, making it shrink.Airbag,I thought.
I sat there unmoving, adrenaline coursing through me. Time seemed to slow. Or stop. I didn’t know.
Sensing something warm and slick trickling down the side of my face, I briefly frowned and raised trembling fingers toward it.
The driver’s door was ragged open. “Addison? Addison, are you okay?”
Blinking, I slowly turned my head just as Jenson leaned his own into my car.
He looked me over, a sense of panicked urgency in his eyes. “Are you okay?”
“Fine.” I stiffly went to get out, but he placed a restrictive hand on my shoulder.
“Stay there. Try not to move.” He patted his pocket. “Shit, I don’t have Dax’s number. Where’s your phone?”
I swallowed. “Huh?”
“Your phone, sweetheart,” he said, his voice calm and soothing. “Where is it?”
I weakly pointed at the cell in the cupholder.
“We need to call Dax, okay? Can you do that?”
“Sure.” I lifted it with a shaky hand, dialed his number, and put the phone to my ear.
It rang a few times before he answered, “Yes?”
At the sound of his voice, awareness began to creep in, chasing some of the fog from my mind. “Uh … I think I might need you to pick me up.”
A pause. “What? Why?”
“I probably shouldn’t drive my car anywhere right now. I guess I could walk, but …”
“Addison, what’s the matter?”
I touched the wetness tickling my face. My fingers came away with blood. Reality slammed into me like a punch to the solar plexus, and I started to shake.
Something had crashed into my car, making it swerve like crazy.
No,someonehad crashed into it.
