Page 149 of Psycho

My focus was solely on the huge man walking toward me with purpose.

My lips trembled the closer he got, until finally, I was wrapped tightly in his arms.

A sob escaped, and I buried my face in his chest.

“Shh, sweetheart. Fuck, you’re killing me. Please don’t cry anymore.”

I cried harder, clutching him tightly.

“I’m sorry,” I said, my voice muffled in his chest.

I felt him tense against me before he let out a deep breath. I felt that move as his chest pushed in and out against me.

I gripped him harder, tighter.

If I could, I would burrow deep inside his skin and stay there.

“Don’t apologize to me. I shouldn’t have said that. You cry as much as you want, you hear me?”

The demand was so ridiculous I couldn’t help but let a small watery giggle escape.

God, but how could I be feeling this way with a man like him?

I didn’t want to let him go, when I was sure he was even worse than Tyler.

But not to me.

I had a feeling he was soft—or as soft as he could be—with me.

“Micah, I know you want to hold on to your girl, but we need to get going,” a voice called out to my left.

I flinched, and Micah stiffened.

“Shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare her.”

I should probably tell the owner of the voice that it wasn’t him, only if I could find my voice.

Slowly, Micah pulled away from me until I was looking up at him. His silver eyes glinted in the moonlight, and as usual, I didn’t know what he was thinking, but fuck, it was so good to see his expressionless face again.

My bottom lip trembled further, and he swiped his thumb over it.

He might not have known it, but it felt like he was erasing all of their touches with this little move.

“Did they hurt you?” he asked gruffly.

To the right of me, someone let out a small groan. I didn’t look at them.

I couldn’t.

I shook my head.

His eyes hardened. “Don’t fucking lie to me. You’re shaking and crying in my arms, and you’re telling me they didn’t hurt you? I’m gonna fucking destroy every one of ’em.”

Another whimper came out of the group. I didn’t know if it was from Tyler or the boys.

I couldn’t bring myself to care, but I couldn’t lie to Micah either.

I grabbed his hand with both of my own, noting how much bigger it was than mine.

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