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But, he doesn’t move.

Nothing.

He puts his hands on my shoulders and moves me away.

“What?”

“Stop.”

My chest filled with ice.

It was Sullivan.

I’ve only heard his voice hear and there since he never talked, but this was his voice 100%.

“Take the blindfold off.” I demanded.

I needed answers. Now.

Either Sebastian told him about our endeavors or there was something else going on.

“No.”

“Sullivan.”

I go to move it off my eyes and just like that, my eyes meet darkness.

Fucking fucker.

“Did he really just leave again,the bastard.”

“No.”

I jumped when the voice comes from behind me, close.

I whirled around before using my hands to find him again. Grabbing onto his shirt, I clench it in my fists before I move forward.

And then, we are airborne.

My breath whooshed out as I end up laying on something hard and muscular, being his body.

We must be on the cot.

I felt him start to move to get up, but I knew he was going to try to escape, and I couldn’t have that.

I bore down and spread my legs to straddle his hips.

Fuck, he felt huge.

Everywhere.

Did he grow in jail?

All I could feel was him.

I braced one hand against the mattress beside his shoulder, the other gripping the front of his shirt.

“Sullivan.”