Page 116 of Dirty Pleasures


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The view of my mouse on that floor among those snakes would haunt me for the rest of my life.

No. This can’t be the way. I shouldn’t have let her do this.

I kept my hands fisted at my sides.

I’m taking her away from New Orleans.

The snakes slithered away from Emily, leaving the circle and slipping past the skulls.

Delphine lowered the bone. “Come on!”

My heart pounded in my ears as I watched my mouse.

Her eyes fluttered open.

My bottom lip quivered. “Mysh.”

With a sleepy gaze, Emily took in her surroundings.

Desperate, I got ready to cross the circle.

Delphine snapped her view to me. “Stay there, Kazimir. You go over and it will hurt her and you.”

Goddamn it.

I sank back on my heels.

Emily’s eyes fluttered some more. She turned her gaze to me.

Delphine remained on the edge of the circle. “Get up, child, and go to him.”

It took everything in me to stay where I was at.

Slowly, Emily raised herself on weak elbows and struggled to rise, her small frame shaking with effort. She tried to speak, but nothing came out.

In that elephant mask, Delphine bobbed her head. “Your voice will return at dawn. For now, focus on getting up.”

Emily touched her throat with both hands.

“It’s okay. Take your time, child.”

Maxwell got to my side and whispered, “Let’s get Em out of here.”

I kept my voice low. “That’s the plan.”

“No, man. I mean out of New Orleans.”

“My thoughts exactly.”

Shaking, Emily hugged herself, covering her breasts.

I’d never seen her so weak and out of it before in my life. This was a woman that I’d witness take down three armed men without a knife or gun. A few times, she had even flipped me over.

Even when she gave birth to Emilio, there had been strength blazing in those eyes.

But tonight, sadness and fear filled her gaze.

“Come here, mysh.” I pulled off my shirt.

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