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“It’s just you and me.” Fin’s grasp brings me back to him and his stupidly pretty blue eyes. “It’s just me.”
“I—” Poking out my tongue to gather moisture for my dried lips and froggy throat, I bite the inside of my lip when I find there are no words that can make the last few minutes disappear. “I’m sorry.”
“Nuh-uh.” Fin shakes his head, a subtle tip to the corner of his thinned lips. “No, you’re not. You shouldn’tbe.”
“But I—”
“Nope.”
“Fin,” I growl, which only earns me a ghost of a smile on his thick lips.
“Go ahead. Say my name.”
“Ugggghhh.” Fist to his chest, I go to push him but don’t get very far when I’m the one on top of him.
Snickering, Fin cups my face and guides my chin to face him. His free hand swipes tacky hair from my forehead, the rough pad of his finger smoothing down the side of my face to slide behind my ear and press his palm to my jaw.
The things I see flash in his eyes as he moves over my face should terrify me.
Actually, they do.
But it’s a different kind of fear that takes a back seat to the curiosity of the warmth it brings me. The calmness it allows me.
He just held me while I freaked. While I bawled my eyes out and screamed.
And he still doesn’t know why.
Yet he’s not running for the hills.
“Even if you hate me, sweet, you’ll always be safe with me.”
And somehow, I believe him.
“Fuckin’ always.”
Chapter Twenty-One
Fin
GoodGod,thiswomanbrings so many emotions out in me. Shit I can’t even begin to describe.
Staring into red-rimmed eyes that are too puffy and sad, I cradle the woman I’m fucked over and hope I can muster the restraint not to find the rat that put her here.
Crying on the floor.
No, fuck that.
The motherfucker that put her herebetter hope I find my restraint somewhere along the way because he is not going to live much longer.
With her hand in my vice grip, I drag her across the long ago emptied venue in the dark to the main stage As Above is going to play on in less than twenty-four hours.
It’s almost the size of our touring stage, filled with all kinds of special effects for tomorrow’s show, and meant to withstand even Rex Thompson’s wild antics.
Like falling off the damn thing.
Except for now, it’s littered with equipment and cases that create the perfect nooks to hide in.
“What the fuck are we doing, Fin?”
