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She purses her lips together angrily. “I have no choice?”
“You don’t.”
She opens her mouth,and I pop the pill inside. Then she takes a drink of water and swallows.
“Open your mouth. I want to check the pill has gone, so you can’t spit it out the second I leave this room.”
She opens her mouth wide. There’s no sign of the pill.
“See, I know when I don’t have a choice.” She pulls aways from me and turns over in the bed, so her back is to me.
Feisty, but learning quickly.
“If you need anything, I’ll be in the main cabin.” I push off the bed and make my way to the door.
“Eaton.” Shelby’s voice sounds from behind me. “That’s the first and only time you’ll force me to put anythin’ in my body I don’t want.”
“Believe that if it helps,” I respond, shutting the door behind me as I leave.
Mine, Shelby Jones, mine, to do with as I want.
5
SHELBY
Iturn over in the bed, stretching and yawning, but I don’t open my eyes. That was probably the best sleep I’ve ever had. I guess we must be landing in Vegas soon.
That's when I realize that the whirring noise of the plane’s engine has stopped. Cracking open my left eye, I look around the room.
“What the fuck!” I jump from the bed.
I’m no longer on the plane but in a massive room, someplace else. The walls are pristine white, and the flooring is a luxurious oak with a gray and white patterned rug positioned beside the humungous bed I’ve been sleeping on.
The bed is bigger than the trailer I live in. It has to be a super king. The furniture is antique and there are cactus plants dotted around. But it’s the windows either side of the bed that take my breath away. They are floor-to-ceiling in length and covered with white draped voiles. Reaching out, I pull one open.
“What the fuck?” I repeat.
Outside is the most perfect green grass I’ve ever seen, but it’s what’s in the distance that shocks me—there’s desert for miles and miles. I can’t see any other homes. Just endless sand with the occasional cactus.
“The bastard has drugged me and brought me to the middle of nowhere,” I curse.
Spinning around, I make my way to what I hope is the door to the bedroom. I tug at the handle, turning it, but it doesn’t open. I’m locked in. I don’t know whether to panic, cry, scream, or try to kick the door down. I decide against the latter as it looks too thick and sturdy. Instead, I pound my fist against it.
“Let me out, you can’t keep me a prisoner.”
A deep laugh comes from the other side. Eaton’s clearly enjoying this. I really can’t read him. He doesn’t want to hurt me, yet I’m locked in a bedroom.
“Let me out, you asshole. You can’t keep me the fuck in here,” I continue to rant.
The laughter stops, and I hear the keys in the door as it’s unlocked. Quickly I open it wide and instantly regret it when I see the look on Eaton’s face.
“What did you just call me?”
No, I’m not in the wrong here. I don’t know what that pill was he gave me, but he drugged me and locked me in this room. He’s the one with the crazy issues.
“You can’t lock me in here. You have a twisted view of women. I’m not gonna let you control me like this. I have my own brain.”
His tongue licks across the top of his lips. “I’ve warned you before about your language. I don’t like repeating myself. You’ve done nothing but rage and protest since I met you at the trailer. Clearly, you are unhappy with this arrangement. Why did you agree to come with me?”
