Young girl named Juno took off, jumped the fence of the facility about eight miles north. “Who were you looking for in the woods?” Caleb asks.

I’m a little worse for the wear after camping for three days, but-” “I guess I got turned around…a-and there was no cell service. Says she’s supposed to start an internship for you but had some trouble finding the place.” Found her out in the woods while we were looking for someone else. “I’m Officer Torres,” the man says, sounding slightly wary of my man. Picture him holding his rifle just out of sight. It’s so much worse than I could have imagined.Ĭaleb doesn’t respond, but I picture him nodding. And I go in the opposite direction, hurrying down the hallway and closing the bedroom door, locking it. He slides his fingers out of me, sucking them with a groan as he turns from the office doorway.

He’s a mate preparing to rip the throat out of a challenger. Oh God, oh God, I have to tell him everything, but his eyes are black with jealousy, possessiveness. “Do as you’re told, girl, and be ready to fuck when I get back.” “You think I’m going to turn my back when there’s another man sniffing around you?” He yanks down my panties and shoves two fingers into my sex, capturing my cries with his mouth. Every time I think we’ve hit a new level of this obsession, it sinks deeper and so do I. I might have to kill him if he tries to get past me. Go to the bedroom and lock the fucking door. Wetness rushes toward his palm, my core clenching eagerly. “When he leaves, it’s going to be extra rough.” He grips me between the legs. I don’t want another man looking at you.”Įven in my state of panic and despair, desire trickles through me. “I’ll go see who it is.” He stops in front of me, tips my chin up.

Then he rises, muscles shifting, chasing each other across his shoulders, his ruthlessly tight abdomen. Neither one of us moves for a long, tense moment. It’s dim in the room, the storm painting the house in gloom, and I use it to my advantage, sinking back into a shadow.Ĭaleb turns in his chair with a frown. My heart climbs into my throat and I choke it down, trying desperately to keep my features schooled. Now he’s going to know I’ve been lying all along. I know the truth has arrived before I could say it out loud. I hear the authority in the man’s voice and I know. They lie between us like a trench of fire. He thinks my name is Sarah, for god sakes. He doesn’t even know my real name or where I came from. And that means…I have to tell him everything. Home Insurance Coverage: A Detailed Guide

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