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Chasershrugged.

“Sam?”

He shruggedagain.

“You just left her?” I exclaimed, sitting up. “You just left her alone with noidea?”

“My priority is you,” he said, staring at me blankly. “You and this plan you’ve cooked up.Ourrevenge.Ourfuture.”

Once, it would’ve made me wet hearing him say that, but not now. Sam was vulnerable, broken, and completely open to… To what? Nothinggood.

“I can’t believe you,” I said, kicking my feet onto the floor. Picking up my boots, I dragged them on. “You know how Harley treated her. Now she’s the woman of the man who attacked the president’s daughter. I’m afraid… Whatever happens to Harley will happen toher.”

“I heard she didn’t want your help.” Chaser put down the magazine and pushed to his feet. For so long it had been just him, and now here I was with my big ideas wanting to save everyone despite the promises I’d made. Maybe I was giving him whiplash. Whoknew?

“She didn’t want my help then, but I haven’t given up on her.” I glared at him and stood. “Get out of my way, Chaser.” He placed his hands on my shoulders. “I meanit.”

“Wait.” Lowering his head, his nose brushed againstmine.

He kissed me then, his mouth pressing against mine. I melted, opening my lips and allowing his tongue to sweep along mine. Fingers moved from my face into my hair, tightening around my messy locks. Chaser moved his head to the side, deepening his embrace, and I let him devour me. My knees weakened, and my nipples hardened, sending bolts of desire between mylegs.

There were more pressing matters, but right then, all I wanted was to lock us in a room someplace and fuck like animals until we collapsed. There hadn’t been a night Chaser wasn’t inside me from the first moment we’d tempted fate, not until we’d arrived at Fortitude. Well, not since I found out his truth on the train,really.

Still, I worried aboutSam.

“Go,” Chaser said, his lips brushing against mine. “I’ve got yourback.”

“Chaser…” I hesitated. I had a feeling this story was changing him more than it wasme.

“I didn’t want to be in this life,” he said. “I’ve seen her… She doesn’t want it,either.”

“How do youknow?”

He shrugged. “Don’t pushher.”

I knew all about that, so I nodded, opting for a gentleapproach.

The compound was oddly quiet as I made my way from Gasket’s room to Sam and Harley’s room. Word was getting around, and everyone was keeping their heads down. Or so I assumed,anyway.

Glancing up and down the hall, I knocked on the door. “Sam?”

Nothing moved. I pressed my ear against the door, but all I could hear was thewhoosh, whooshas my heart pumped blood through mybody.

“Sam?” I pushed off the door and knocked again. “It’s Sloane. If you’re in there, please open the door. I’malone.”

The door opened a crack, and Sam’s blue eye peered at me through the gap. A chain rattled, preventing the door from opening anyfurther.

“What?” she murmured, her voice husky. She’d been crying. Her eyes were red and puffy and her cheeks allsplotchy.

I placed my palm against the wall and leaned in close. “You know whathappened?”

Shenodded.

“Can I comein?”

“I…” Shesniffed.

“Please,Sam.”