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I blinked, my brain registering her words, realizing she was right. I shouldn't know any of this. Yet it bothered me that I didn't. Because I should have paid more attention. I should know how to handle any situation that concerned her.
I pricked her finger again and her levels were up. "Here," I gave her some water and then gave her the gummies. "Those should help."
She smiled as she popped one into her mouth. "How do you know it'll help?"
"Cause crazy downstairs, helped me."
"Ohhh," she ate quietly glancing at the TV. I removed my wet t-shirt and jeans, placing them on the chair. I could see her eyes glance at me from the mirror that hung in front of the bed. I’d just turned forty, but my body was built like a fighter’s. I’d seen women stare before but it meant more when I saw Catalina do it. Ignoring the urge to go to her, I wrapped the towel around my waist and sat down on the other side of the bed. A large gap sat between us.
"You should take a hot shower. Take off those clothes." I uttered.
"What clothes? This is a t-shirt."
More like a torture device, I thought. Her toned legs and thighs would drive any man crazy. Knowing all she had beneath it were those lace panties could make me lose control.
"Whatever. I'll get you something to wear in the morning."
"Are you sure we're safe here?" She whispered, still staring at the television as she spoke.
"For now," I replied. It was an honest answer because I had no fucking clue what the future entailed.
I sat back, watching as she slid off the bed. She swayed slightly and I tensed, ready to catch her if she needed me. But she straightened herself up and slowly walked to the bathroom.
"Leave the door open."
"What?"
"In case you fall or something. Just leave it open."
She nodded, closing it just enough to give her some privacy. But what she didn't know was that I had a full view of that mirror. And I didn't take my eyes off her as she stripped down to nothing. Her tits plump and nipples taut from the cold. All those curves and my hands Itching to grab a hold, to feel her, to make her mine.
Control yourself, Snare. Not now. This is not the time for perversions.
But my control was waning, and it would only last for a short while. Just until she trusted me. Just until that same control made her realize that I was the only one in this world willing to die for her.
6
KRISTINA
My bare feetached as I ran, the sharp twigs cracking beneath my soles. My chest burned as I struggled for air, knowing the consequences of betraying El Colectivo. They had men who specialized in torture, and their methods were brutal and cruel.
I could feel them getting closer, their hands reaching out for me. I let out a piercing scream, "No! No!"
Suddenly, strong hands engulfed me, and a familiar voice shouted my name. "Catalina!"
I gasped and realized that I was no longer in the woods. Instead, I was back at the inn with Scott's worried expression coming into focus.
"Scott?"
"What the hell kind of dreams are you having?" he asked, looking concerned.
I glanced at the splintered door frame and winced. "She's gonna make you pay for that."
He looked over at the broken door he’d just stormed through and cursed before leaving my side to slam it shut. Then, he rummaged through the bags on the table, producing a sesame bagel and a coffee.
"Here. Breakfast in bed," he said, setting the coffee cup on the nightstand and handing me the bagel and a napkin.
"Don't get used to it," he added grumpily before continuing to rummage through the other bags.
