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It’s amusing watching Addie try to figure out what to do in a place designed to disconnect from life and reconnect with your inner self. She seems almost confused by the offered books, the meditation cards and even toppled backwards off the exercise ball, which added to her frustration when she found no alcohol and nothing with sugar, salt or caffeine.
I’m pretty sure if it was still light enough, she would have gotten back into her car and gone home. Part of me takes some of the responsibility for her boredom cutting her off from her phone and laptop, but I don’t want to ignore her if she tries to finish our earlier game; the house is small and not soundproof. She would definitely hear me.
All I can do is wait for her to get into the shower before making my move.
I pack all her clothes and hide them in the backroom, except a single pair of white bikini bottoms that I drape neatly on the mattress. I hurry downstairs, unlatch and open the front door before going back and sliding under the bed to wait.
Wait and watch as Addie finishes running soapy hands up and over her damp body and rinses off. She steps out and runs a thick, plush towel across her wet skin. I’m practically salivating as she leaves the bathroom and stops at the edge of the bed where she’d left her things.
Her head cocks. She swings her gaze over the rest of the bed, lingers on the bikini before moving to the dresser.
“What the fuck?” she mumbles when she finds the drawers empty.
She rips open each one just to be sure before straightening with one hand on her hip. Her head turns to the bed and the only covering I’ve left her. But she storms to the closet and tears open the sliding door to find only empty hangers.
I can only watch her feet at this angle, but I don’t miss them stalking to the bed and snatching up the panties I left her.
She pulls them on but keeps the towel securely in place across her chest as she hurries down the loft stairs.
I crawl out of my hiding place and wait for her to see the open door framing a dark outline of the woods.
From the top, I watch her run forward, maybe to close the door but I need her outside.
I descend the steps. Putting all my weight into creating a heavy thump that echoes through the cabin.
Addie spins and sees me. Surprise melts into confusion. Then ... then realization.
Little brat doesn’t even try to hide her excitement when she spins on her heels and bolts out into the night.
CHAPTER FOUR
ADDIE
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Excitement and terror crashes through me as I tear out in no real direction. My feet have decided I need to put as much distance between me and the heavy, black boots as possible and the only way to accomplish that is to run headlong into the forest like the absolute idiot in every horror movie.
But into the woods I delve, making a world of noise crashing through the brush. My mind spins as I try to process what’s happening even as I know and love it.
Something snaps behind me and I’m suddenly aware of the figure gaining fast, big boots pounding into the ground with zero attempt at stealth.
I scream.
I’m already a glowing beacon in the dark with my white towel. He’s only a few feet behind me. Hiding was never an option, so, I keep running.
Solid muscle slams into me and we both go crashing to the dirt in a tangle of arms and legs with my captor taking the full weight of the collision by landing under me with a twist of his gorgeous body.
But that doesn’t last. The second we hit, he flips us over, taking me down onto my stomach, pinning me into the ground with his bulk.
I try to scream again, but his gloved hand clasps over my mouth. The other fists my towel. I wrench my body to push him off, to wiggle free. Fear courses through me, but barely. It’s excitement. A tsunami of anticipation as he rips my onlycovering away. My freshly cleaned flesh presses into rocks and dead leaves. It scratches my belly, my kicking legs. My breasts. All my flailing fails when he positions himself over me. When the hiss of his zipper rips the night in half.
“No!” I cry against the leather grinding my lips back over my teeth.
But I’m not fighting. Not anymore. I dig my nails into the packed earth as he snaps the panties off me and forces his knee between my thighs. He shoves them open wide, and I let him.
I let him align his thick head with my soaked opening. I lift my ass in welcome.
He groans into my ear once before surging in with a single, powerful thrust of his hips.
