Page 229 of Hide and Keep

“Will you be in there, too?”

What? “In your room?”

He nods.

“Probably not, no. There will be thousands of pissed off yellow jackets…because I put a nest in it…ifyou call me miss again.”

“Then I’m not in there either.”

He’s missing the point of the whole… Ugh.

“It’s your room. You have to go in it,” I find myself arguing.

“Not unless you go with me, in which case, I have nothing to worry about since bats eat bugs.”

“I’m not a real bat.”

My bodyguard shrugs like he’s not completely convinced.

“Did you know too many stings from yellow jackets could cause anaphylaxis?”

“Didyouknow…” Crue leans down until our foreheads are almost touching. “…that whenever you speak, I like to picture your lips wrapped around my cock instead?”

“Whenever you speak, I like to picture these wrapped around your cock.” I bare my teeth at him, making him shudder.

“Jesus Christ. You fucking creep.”

That earns a bigger reaction than the threat of death by wasps?

I try to back up but he tightens his grip, keeping me in place.

“Why’d you ditch your friends?”

“They’re not my friends.”

“Why’d you ditch them?”

“I just…think it’d be too hard.”

His eyebrows cave in. “What would?”

“Imagining having sex with my bodyguard the whole time they talked.”

Those brows do not smooth back out one bit. I’m pretty sure they dip even lower.

“Is that what you usually do when you’re with them?”

Now I’m the one shrugging. “Sometimes.” All the time. Almost every time. The clones are so dull and my imagination is so not.

“Why would it be difficult to do that now?”

“Before I couldn’t do anything about it. Now I can.”

One corner of his lips rises. “Are you sore?”

I hold back a laugh. Of course I’m sore. We’ve had sex so many times in the past two days, I lost count.

“No,” I lie because no amount of pain would keep me from letting Crue have his way with me. He could fuck me into oblivion.

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