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I smile meekly in reply, and he raises his other hand to point at an ornate gold frame mounted on the wall.

No, it can’t be…

“What the…” My voice trails off, and I jump up to inspect it.

I look more closely at the frame to see an embellished sketched cock staring back through the glass. The drawing that Bram and I did together in captivity. The paper has visible crease marks from where it must have been crumpled in his pocket.

“You kept it?” I whisper, turning back to him.

It’s a reminder of what we went through. A reminder that we’re still here.

He tilts his head.What did you expect?

“I…” My chest constricts as I pace back and forth. My footsteps are muffled by the dropping of pots and pans from the worst chefs in existence. “I didn’t think…”

My thoughts race. What does this mean? Although we shared a bond, I thought what happened between us would never happen again now that we’ve returned to reality. Is this Bram’s way of saying he wantsusto continue?

Two huge hands catch my hips from behind to stop me from moving. While I was busy trying to make sense of things in my head, I didn’t notice that he’d stood up. How can an injured giant move so deftly?

I freeze, not only because his sexy body is pressed against mine, but because I don’t want to accidentally hurt him.

He sweeps my damp hair to one side. His breath on the nape of my neck makes happy goosebumps spread over my arms. He doesn’t have to say anything to let me know what his intentions are. But has he really thought it through? Freddie and I have made a deal, but it’s evident what he and the other Dukes think of me.

Bram’s lips graze the side of my neck, making me tremble under his touch. Yet again, he’s stopping me from spiralling out of control and anchors me to reality. I bite my lip as he leaves small kisses, and a small moan escapes my lips before I come to my senses.

I don’t want him to do something he’ll regret. Something that might threaten his place in the Dukes. He’s already lost enough because of me.

I step away from him and spin slowly.

“Bram…” My words come out choked. “What happened between us… it shouldn’t have… we were locked up… we…”

My excuses turn to ash in my mouth as his intense stare tells me that I can’t hide from him. He doesn’t believe a word I’m saying. He looks straight into my soul and pushes past mybullshit to see the truth. Bram has a gift for making my walls crumble down around him.

“Everything’s a mess,” I whisper, daring to confess my feelings aloud. “Freddie may have made a deal with me, but I can tell he and the others don’t trust me. I don’t belong here…” I bite my bottom lip to stop it from quivering. “I don’t belong anywhere.”

He puts his fingers under my chin and tips my face up to look at him, then trails his thumb over the outline of my lips and rests it on my Cupid’s bow. Time slows as he leans in. I daren’t breathe as his lips brush against mine.

His hands rest on my shoulders, then move down, running down my arms until he’s holding my wrists. He softly strokes my pulse points before taking my hands in his. He’s looking at me like I’m the only woman in the world. I struggle to stay standing as I hear what he’s trying to say without him needing to say the words.

You belong here.

“We shouldn’t—”

He presses a finger to my lips to silence me.

“What if the others—”

Bram acts fast, his kiss sealing our fate before I can argue.

We should stop. We’re supposed to be hunting the Killers Club and using all our resources to find Trout, except seeing the mountain growing in his pants is too hard to resist.

I want him, and Bram’s made it clear he wants me too…

CHAPTER 31

FREDDIE

Am I doing the right thing meeting the Killers Club?

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