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“Fifteen?” Her eyes widen. “Did I hear that right?”
My lips twitch as I fight a grin. “I told you to stay at the house, Beauty. This is going to be a long, uncomfortable day.”
Almost as my words have suddenly reminded her about the rain falling, she shivers and grumbles something I can’t quite make out. She pushes past me, stomping off to the west.
“You’re going the wrong way, Beauty.”
She freezes, then turns, glaring at me, and throws up her hands. “Of course, I am.”
I grab her arm and navigate her in the other direction so we can work our way down and across the front of the mountain. Access to the backside near the lake and gorge would take them too much time to accomplish, and they’d never get up the cliff face without equipment that would give them away.
When they come, they’ll come this way.
And I will be ready.
We repeat the process over and over throughout the day, with me trudging through the worst of the terrain on my own, setting up cameras in all the places I think Wendy might attempt access while Callista waits somewhere she can try to take some cover from the rain.
It comes down so hard now that there isn’t really any escape from it, though. Our clothes are soaked, and by the time I secure the final camera and work my way back to Callista sitting on a massive rock beneath a grouping of junipers, her teeth chatter.
She watches me approach, her arms wrapped around herself, but despite how much the temperature has dropped with the storm, her gaze heats as it rakes over me.
“Let’s get you inside and warmed up, Beauty.”
After everything she went through yesterday, she doesn’t need to be out here in the cold any longer than necessary.
She climbs from the rock and steps into my embrace, burying her face against my chest. I drop my lips to the top of her head, relishing the feel of her in my arms, even in our wet clothes, with the rain picking up and dropping on us through the canopy.
This woman may have been a pawn in Wendy’s game, but I can’t deny the fact that I’ve fallen hard for her.
Harder than I thought possible.
Like I leaped off the edge of the gorge myself and tumbled down it, straight into loving Callista Fox until the day I finally meet my grave.
She peeks up from under thick, wet lashes. “We don’t have to go in for you to warm me up.”
My entire body stiffens, including my cock pinned between us. “Watch yourself, Beauty.”
The corner of her mouth curls up slowly. “You know, being out in the woods with you reminded me of my first night here.”
I bark out a laugh that echoes off the tree trunks, mingling with the sound of the fat raindrops striking the forest floor. “That isn’t something I would think you’d want to remember.”
Something playful dances in her eyes. “Oh, I don’t know. It was terrifying, but looking back on it, running through the woods like that was a bit of a rush…”
My cock twitches, and my chest rumbles a warning. “Fucking hell, Beauty.”
This is dangerous.
Not just because it’s cold and wet out here, but because she’s still recovering from her ordeal yesterday and this game could bring all sorts of unwanted feelings she isn’t anticipating.
Tipping her head back, I catch her gaze. “Callista, you were kidnapped yesterday. This—”
“Is exactly what I need, Weston.” She stares me down, eyes crystal clear and hard enough to cut a diamond with her determination. “I’m not a doll. I won’t break. I want to feel alive before—”
She doesn’t finish her thought.
And she doesn’t need to.
It’s obvious where she was going—the same place my head has been stuck since the moment I realized she was missing and that Wendy likely took her.
