Page 26 of Breaking the Girl


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A bit of information I’d have to keep from Leighton for a little while longer. Until she admits her love for me. Otherwise, her confession would be tainted.

Leighton has to realize she loves me for me.

That’s what this trip is about, other than protecting her.

With Leighton, I’m in it for a bigger reward. The motherfucking jackpot.

I want to be her everything. This process needs to be handled carefully. I am nothing but meticulous.

Leighton would be my woman. My doll.

She’d cave in. For me. More than that. She’d crave me.

A rest stop appears ahead of us. Since I’m confident I’ve put enough distance between us and Rylan, I pull up behind where no one can see what I’m doing.

It’s more than my Malibu home that I stocked up as I prepared for this moment.

It’s the trunk of my SUV as well.

I walk over there, opening the large duffel I packed last week. I fish out the burner phone with the number only Dr. Hatchett has. Put it in my pocket.

Mine’s not on me anymore. I crushed it under my shoe after sedating Leighton and texting Britta, my secretary. Someone had to cancel my sessions for the coming month. I told Britta to refer them to Dr. Hatchett.

In one of our sessions, I’d mentioned to the doctor that one day, I might disappear willingly or forcibly. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind.

It doesn’t make a difference either way. My patients will have to deal. I won’t be traceable. Not through my phone, nor through my car. Last week, I visited an auto shop fifty miles from home and had them disconnect the GPS tracking device from my SUV.

Rylan majored in computer science. She’s attended hacking competitions for years, ignoring my demands to fucking quit it. She has her reasons. She hasn’t been shy about them, either. My daughter has been hacking my laptop and cellphone whenever she gets the chance. Flaunted the evidence in my face as if it was something to be proud of.

I let her believe it is. Patted her on her back, encouraging her while knowing full well she was issuing a threat.

There wouldn’t be any secrets between her and me. That’s what her wide smile kept reminding me.

Cash, however, she couldn’t trace. Ever since the house was finished three years ago, I’ve been withdrawing small amounts from my bank account every week. Over time, they’ve filled up the safe I keep there.

Again…I’ve done so just in case. And it pays off now that the moment to take Leighton has come.

Can’t say I regret it. I have her here. She’s finally safe.

And mine.

After taking a couple of other things I need from the duffel, I head over to her. I open the door to Leighton’s seat. She’s gorgeous. Lying limbless in my car.

My beautiful girl doesn’t respond when I strap the breathable ball gag around her head. She’s relaxed and limp as I manhandle her. I place her hands in her lap, binding them with zip ties.

There’s another forty-minute drive ahead of us. She shouldn’t wake up, but I’m not risking it. I should close the door, return to my seat and drive to safety.

Impossible. Tearing myself from Leighton is impossible. I check my watch, allowing myself three minutes to admire her.

Tick tock. Tick tock.

A drop of spit trickles out of the corner of her mouth.

Fuck.

We’re alone. A thorough look around us reaffirms we are.

Even if we weren’t, I don’t know if I could control my urge. I grab Leighton’s jaw, leaning into her. Drawing her face to me, I lick her chin. Lick her fucking clean.

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