Page 115 of The Savage King


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DECKER

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Isabelle runs intoher parents’ arms as I stand at the foot of the jet, feeling like my heart has been ripped clean out of my chest.

Despite how we left things, when she reached the bottom step and lifted her face to mine, she reached up on her tiptoes and my arms wrapped around her like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Because it is.

Then she kissed my cheek. I released her, and we stood gazing at one another while three unsaid goddamn words tore me apart from the inside out.

I love you.

When she went to speak, and I could see it was more of the same, I shook my head and simply said, “Go.”

Isabelle swallowed, and as a single tear slid down her face, she turned and ran across the tarmac.

Away from me. Taking a big chunk of me with her. My heart, my soul, fucking all of it.

I watch Connor slap Mr. Walton on the back, and he nods, and they shake hands.

At a guess, Connor told Isabelle’s parents we had her and that they were not to inform the police. There will be some lie about where she has been and by the way her father keeps looking at me, he probably thinks I saved her.

Nope.

I nearly got her killed twice. I’m the asshole. Oh, and I took her virginity, and she stole my heart.

What a trade.

Isabelle leans into her father and her eyes breach the distance and connect with mine. All I can do is stand there like the soldier I am and stare back.

It should be my arm over her. I mean, my come is still on her skin. I can still feel her tight channel clenching my cock.

I don’t look away as Isabelle climbs into her father’s Jaguar and the door hangs open, threatening to break our connection.

Come back to me, darlin’.

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