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“Do you trustanyof these people?”
At that, he paused. “No,” he conceded. “But they won’t take no for an answer by missive, and I’m out of options.” I opened my mouth to protest, but he shook his head. “It’ll be fine, I promise. And then I’ll come right back home to you.”
My heart fluttered at his words, despite my misgivings.
“I like that part of the plan,” I admitted.
He paused, his eyes suddenly growing dark with mischief. “Since I’m not going anywhere until tomorrow evening, why don’t I give you something to remember me by before I go?”
His mouth was at the pulse point of my throat, his hands tangling in my hair before I could even answer his question. All at once it was like the past half hour, and all the complications and new entanglements that came with it, had never happened.
I melted against him.
“That sounds good to me,” I breathed, throwing my head back to give him better access.
He growled his approval, then carried me into his bedroom.
EIGHTEEN
Text messages between Stuart and Sullivan, the night guards of Naperville Dungeon
Hey Stuart
Hey man what’s up
Caught the Naperville Police Department sniffing around this morning
Well, fudge
Yeah
Not good
Did you tell the boss
Not yet
I’m about to
I tell you what, between our new prisoner, who’s done nothing since he got here last night but cry and write letters to some human girl, and the police dropping by, it’s been a hell of a week already
And it’s only Tuesday!
Ugh, I know
Should I ask Mark to go take care of the cops?
Actually scratch that
I haven’t eaten in a while
I’ll do it
Thanks
I owe you one
Yeah, yeah
