Page 101 of Ours


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“We’re back home.” I said, more to remind myself.

“For a bit.”

“Did you get your work done last night?”

“Yeah, baby.” He captured my chin. “I got it done.”

I closed my eyes as he kissed me, then pulled me close, but this wasn’t about sex. It was about connection. About love. About finally taking a breath amongst the chaos. I didn’t just take a breath…I took his.Rising up, I kissed him once more, slid my arms around him as I sank back down and rested my head against his chest.

The heavy thud echoed in my ears, steady and slow. I realized I’d never felt a more perfect sound. Thoughts of last night pushed in, his hands, his mouth, then the study. I wanted to ask him what had been so important that he’d closed himself off from the rest of us, feeling like everything at this moment was somehow important. I didn’t want to be left out.

Like the way you leave them out, you mean?

The words snatched away that feeling of perfect desire. Heat moved through my cheeks. Nick’s hands moved across my shoulders. But I was frozen from the sensation, plunged deep into the cold.

When are you going to tell them the truth? The real truth…

I closed my eyes and squeezed them shut.

The memory of a hand around my throat.

Pushing me back against the wall.

Those fingers.

Those cruel fucking fingers.

I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll see stars.

My body clenched in revulsion as Nick’s voice filtered in.

“Hey.”

I swallowed, opened my eyes, and tilted my gaze to his.

There was a flare of concern, one that creased his brow. He opened his mouth to speak, and I was filled with terror.Please don’t ask me…please don’t make me say…until the thunder of footsteps invaded and Tobias’s roar filled the air. “He’s fuckinggone!”

Nick jerked his gaze to the bedroom doorway as Tobias burst through, wearing running shorts and dripping sweat. But it was the rage in his stare that gripped me as he barked. “I swear to God, if he does anything…if he so much as—”

“Who?” Nick shoved the bedding aside.

“Fucking Caleb, who the fuck do you think?” Tobias dragged his fingers through his hair, narrowed in on me, then glanced at the bed.

I looked from Tobias to Nick and slowly shook my head. “He’s gone?”

“The car.”

“Ours is there, but one of the Rossi’s is gone. He fucking took it.”

Nick bent down, grabbed his crumpled jeans beside the bed, and yanked them on. “How long ago?”

“I don’t know,” T snarled, thinking. “I didn’t hear him when I got up. I thought I’d use the gym…”

“It’s okay.” Nick left the room, not even bothering with a shirt.

I followed, sliding out of the bed to hurry after him.

“If he went back there,” Tobias snarled. “If he went back to The Order, we’re fucking leaving him.”

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