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“There’s nothing in the cabinet. Just pour it over my back.” She returns to the desk and bends over, pressing her stomach flat against the surface. My gaze drops to her ass, and my erection is once again straining against my pants.

“Don’t get any ideas,” she says in a tone that’s equal measures serious and wistful.

“Too late for that.”

She looks over her shoulder. “I’m serious, Eric. I want to go home.”

My stomach twists painfully as an unusual feeling—for me—pierces my chest. Guilt is not an emotion I get often. But it’s my fault Valerie’s in this situation. If I hadn’t been so gung ho about killing Mark Warner tonight, she would have succeeded in ending the man in a cleaner way.

“Okay, kitty cat. I’ll take you home after I clean your back. Brace yourself. This might sting a little.”

“It won’t hurt more than the actual carving.”

I bite my tongue. This might actually be much worse. I got carried away, needing to mark Valerie with my name. For this, I don’t feel remorse. I love that Valerie has my name imprinted on her skin forever. I pour the liquid over her back, and her entire body tenses.

“Motherfucker!” she yells.

“Sorry.”

“That’s what you call a little sting? Son of a bitch. Eric, if you weren’t the love of my life, I’d kill you.”

I freeze, but my heart takes off at the speed of light. “What did you say?”

“Shit,” she mumbles, keeping her face away from view.

“I’m the love of your life?” I can’t help the smile that blossoms on my lips.

Before Valerie can reply, I sense a disturbance in the air. The small hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. There’s someone else in the room.

“Aw, isn’t that sweet?” a female voice asks from the door.

Valerie jumps to her feet and stands next to me. “Who the fuck are you?”

As the owner of the voice moves closer to us and out of the darker side of the room, my jaw drops. “Carol?”

“Hello, Eric.”

Before I can say or do anything, a horrible pain flares on the back of my head, then everything goes black.

fourteen

Valerie

Iwatch in horror as Eric collapses to the ground, and I can’t stop his fall, thanks to the beefy hands grabbing my arms. Carol didn’t come alone.

“Let go of me!” I try to jerk free, and when that doesn’t work, I stomp on their instep.

“Fuck!” the guy curses, releasing me.

“Amateur.” A second guy zaps me with a Taser gun as I begin to spin around.

My entire body convulses, and pain, unlike anything I’ve ever felt, rushes through me. I lose control of my legs and fall to the floor next to Eric. Bobby’s ugly mug comes into my line of vision while he keeps zapping me, and as the electric current renders my body useless, I stare at Eric, hoping to catch any sign he’s still alive. The idea of him being gone makes me want to scream and destroy everything in my path, starting with Carol and her accomplices.

She moves closer, leaning forward. “You two made a mess of things, didn’t you?”

My jaw is locked tight, and I can’t ask all the questions bouncing around in my head. The only thing I’m certain of is that Carol set me up. I don’t even know if Mark Warner took those awful pictures.

“You must be wondering what I’m doing here.” She smiles in a chilling way. “You took something from me, and you got away with it. I had to make sure you’d pay for it this time.”

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