Page 37 of I Will Save You


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The word useless makes him recoil.

“Get out.”

“I will not! You don’t get to steal me away and then discard me at your pleasure!”

He snorts. “There is no pleasure with you, Paigelynn. You’re nothing but torture.”

“Oh, really? I tortured you when you kissed me on that walk we took before Jason found us?”

He’s breathing so hard his chest rises and falls, over and over, muscled and strong. We’re facing each other, his breath mingling with mine over the console, and I hate him.

Hate him for making me want him.

Hate him for killing Jason.

Hate him for stealing me away.

Hate him for hurting Rooney.

But most of all I hate him for beingright.

“You tormented me then. You torture me now. You’re so fucking naive that you don’t know you’re naive!”

“That makes no sense. The very definition of naive is to not know something. To be innocent. Guileless. To—”

He cuts me off by reaching behind my head, fingers threading deep through my hair, forcing me closer, to look into eyes that seem half-mad.

“I am doing everything I can to save your life. Everything, including sacrificing mine. I am in so deep I might as well dig all the way through to the other side of the Earth.”

“That is not my fault! I never asked you to do any of this for me!”

“You’re not a queen. You’re not a princess. The only real thing about your life is your name. Your parents named you Paige Lynn, not Paigelynn. You were twelve years old when they gave you up to a fake cult.”

“Fakecult? Now you’re saying it’s fake? I – ”

The blast of a truck horn makes me spin in my seat as Cam lets go and guns the engine, tires peeling, the car starting so fast I have to clutch Winnie again before she turns into a projectile.

A string of profanity so foul it makes me flinch comes pouring out of Cam, but he gets the car moving again as I roll my window down an inch, needing to breathe.

“We almost became a pile of recycled steel back there,” he grouses.

“You choose to stop the car in the middle of the road!”

“And I didn’t see you rushing to get out, so stop griping about being kidnapped.”

Tears fill my throat again.

It’s going to be a long drive to… wherever we’re going.

CHAPTEREIGHT

Cam

The safe house is ready. A week’s worth of food, purified water, proper lighting, and enough security to hold back an army.

All I have to do is get her there in one piece.

My temper isn’t making that easy.

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