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“If you kill him, they’ll take you from me.” I finish choking on the truth of my statement and realizing how lost I would be.
It’s like a light is switched on inside his brain, and his eyes shoot my way. Then he spots the driver starting to stumble, and in an instant he’s on his feet, catching him. The staff from the service station pile through the door as well, asking what’s going on as Tor barks orders.
“Call 911. We need an ambulance. And the police.”
He levels the attacker with a foot to the chest. Tearing his bloodied t-shirt off and fashioning it into a binding around his wrists then securing it to the metal rod that holds the RV steps in place.
Then he heads my way, asking if I’m all right. And I nod, the tears finally starting to form now that it’s over.
“Who…?” I swallow, trying to find my voice. “Who is that?”
“The previous owner of this RV,” Tor says, looking up into the vehicle. “And I’m betting he’s the one that stabbed me a couple weeks ago, too. And probably started the fire in my building.” He sees the look in my eyes and shakes his head. “It’s fine, baby, it’s all fine. He can’t touch us, not ever again.”
“Don’t leave me,” I beg. “Please don’t leave me.”
“Never,” he says, and kisses the top of my head. “What I did to that guy was probably wrong. But, you didn’t deserve this.”
“What did you do?”
Tor leans down and kisses the part in my hair as I listen to the sounds of sirens coming closer in the distance. “I won. It’s what I do, but maybe, sometimes, winning isn’t everything.”
“He was wrong. Maybe you were wrong.”
He nods, those sparkling blue eyes lighting up my soul.
“Two wrongs don’t make it right.” He turns to look at the bloody chaos behind him.
“Then, let’s just focus on getting things right.”
“From now on, baby, that’s all I’m going to focus on. And you...” He clenches his jaw on a breath. “You are everything right in my life, and I’m never letting you go.”
Chapter Ten
Natalie
“We’re going to make it, baby.” Tor stands in the doorway to the driver’s cockpit, his arms above his head, braced on the wall.
It took over an hour to get the police report sorted out and Mickey, the old singer from the Brothers of Dragons rock group, was put in the back of a squad car.
He was in full-blown meth psychosis. Calling Tor the devil and ranting about the clouds spying on him and his ex-wife living in his walls.
He had a program in the RV that was still functioning, that allowed him to track its movements. Since his ex-wife handed Tor the keys, it was in storage until today.
So, when it started out onto the road toward the airport, somehow he got a notification, and from there, he chased it down maybe thinking he could take it back, but instead, there was Tor, the source of what he viewed as the evil puppet master.
Then, when he found me inside, well, thank God nothing happened.
We managed an hour or so of sleep in between orgasms and Tor hydrating me every ten minutes.
By the time we get to the resort, most of the guests are already milling around or seated.
My dad is waiting for me outside the front of the hotel when we pull up. I’ve been texting him and my sister, letting them know my flight was cancelled. That’s a lie.
And, that I found a ride. That’s true.
I left out a lot of details, but I promised I would be there in time and Tor made sure that happened.
My dad is there, holding my dress as we step out of the door of the RV.
