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“You can’t tell me that.” His voice strained a little.
I loved the strain.
“That you can feed?”
“No. Tell me not to. I don’t want to connect us that way.”
That stung.
“I’m not going to say that, Nash.” My voice was soft.
Though my body was still hot, his words had toned my desire down a little.
His jaw clenched tighter, his eyes still closed.
“Do you—” I started, but felt…something.
A pull of some kind.
My body relaxed, and every ounce of desire slowly slipped away.
I lowered my face to Bash’s thigh, blissful numbness overtaking every ounce of lust, worry, sadness, fear… well, everything.
Bash’s eyes opened.
The man was roaring a heartbeat later, flying across the room and ripping the door open.
I was too blissed-out to do anything but tilt my head a little so I could follow his movements.
His fist slammed into Anthony’s face once, then again, and again.
Someone yelled something.
Sebastian snarled something back.
Zander and Rafe pried Bash off Anthony.
Eldrich dragged Anthony’s limp body down the hallway.
Someone closed the door to my room, and I shut my eyes.
A nap sounded awesome, actually.
“Brynn.”Miley’s voice was light as she shook my shoulder. I forced my eyes open, still a little numb. “Hey, how are you feeling?”
“So calm.” I closed my eyes again.
“Sorry, but we need you. Bash lost his mind a little. Anastasia thinks you can fix him.”
I yawned. “He’ll be okay. He’s Bash.”
“Not this time, B. Come on. We need to grab you some clothes, too.”
Tatum slipped into the room, looking right at Miles. “How is she?”
“Fine. Help me get her dressed.”
I yawned again. “Just let me sleep.”
