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I don’t know where to go, I don’t know what to do.
I run and keep running until I reach the edge of the trees and stop to look around.
I wish I hadn’t because then I might not have seen him, I might have been able to lose him.
I don’t know how he followed me or how soon after I left he began to chase me, but seeing him crashing through a crowd of people on the beach, leaving his boat unmoored behind him, has me standing and gaping like an idiot. His feet kick up sand as he runs towards me and all I can do is watch, then, my panic subsides and I turn. Heading through the trees, along the path that leads to the same place where he fucked that woman behind that tiki hut yesterday.
I keep going until my lungs constrict with pain and my legs ache.
I keep going until my body feels heavy from exertion.
I’m limbless and there’s nowhere to hide.
Breaking through the trees, I dodge round a crowd of people, turning left, hoping I can loop back around without being seen.
I’m so tired.
“RAIN!” I hear him yell as I take refuge behind a large boulder, unable to run anymore. “Rain…”
He appears, skidding to a halt in the sand, shiny from perspiration, his chest heaving from the running but he’s doing better than me. His bare, tattooed chest reflects the orange sky making him look like he’s glowing, making his tattoos look darker and more lifelike.
I double over, gripping the rough surface of the dull, grey rock and try to calm my breathing. “Just let me go, Captain.”
Without words, he moves to me, presses me against the rock and rests his forehead against mine. “I know I should.”
“Then do it.”
“I can’t.” His eyes close, making him look pained, tortured. After all I wanted earlier, after all the pain I wanted him to feel, now that I’m faced with it I hate it. My eyes burn from it. My skin crawls with his ability to affect me knowing how wrong this is. “You’re the only thing in my life that has ever brought me true happiness.”
“We can’t go back.”
He kisses me, crushing his lips to mine desperately, so hard I taste blood. His fingers bite into my flesh as though trying to fuse us together, to bind us as one. When he pulls away he rests his hands either side of my head. “You’re the most stunningly beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes or hands on.”
“Captain.”
“I meant what I said. I don’t talk about my feelings much, if at all, to anybody, but you… you make me different. You make me want to be different.”
I try to look away but he kisses me again, forcing me to shove him. “Stop.”
“Come back with me. Make the right choice.”
“I can’t be your prisoner anymore, Captain.”
Slowly and with purpose, he nods, then with speed, he bends, shoves his shoulder into my stomach and lifts me. I flop over his back, gasping as the wind is forced from my lungs.
“Captain,” I warn. “Put me down.”
Then, like the heavens and hell open all at once, I hear another voice. Sweet and deep, calm but dangerous.
“Yes, Captain, put her down.” And then the sound of the safety clicking off a gun.
I slide down the front of Captain’s body slowly. He doesn’t talk but his body is tight, so tight it could be marble.
“You called him,” Captain mutters to me quietly.
“Don’t fucking talk to her,” Niall barks but Captain doesn’t let me turn.
“I did,” I admit, swallowing the lump in my throat, keeping my eyes on his and my hands on his chest. “Let me go.”
His green eyes dim, the colour in them no longer vibrant and fiery. “He’s your choice?”
“I said don’t fucking talk to her.” Niall raises his gun. “Rain, come to me.”
“I love him,” I whisper and that fire in his eyes vanishes entirely.
He releases me immediately and lets his hands drop to his sides, he doesn’t look even remotely frightened by the gun.
I move to Niall, eager to lose myself in his scent and his warmth when out of nowhere four more men appear dressed in black. All with their guns raised.
One man in particular with a nasty scar around his throat, as though he’s had it slit and badly stitched together, steps forward. “Well, well, well, Captain Calder of the Sea Whore. I did wonder when we’d meet again.”
Calder folds his arms and raises his chin, his eyes still on me as one of the men grab his hand, ready to cuff him but he spins and elbows the man straight in the nose.
I gasp as Niall drags me back and out of the fray, his gun still raised. His tanned hand grips the handle, firm and steady. I’d be trembling in his position. He doesn’t take his eyes off Captain as he battles another two men, getting in punches, kicks, breaking noses and possibly limbs. Sand flies in all directions, a cloud of greying gold.
