Page 24 of Only in the Dark
I could tell Daniel wanted to respond, but he gripped his chest, his face contorting in pain. Well, I guess I knew what the poison did now. Or maybe it was the idea of losing Olivia when he previously thought she was a killer and used that to justify his actions. He stupidly stood up from his chair, looking around for something that would save him, but after stumbling toward his office door, he collapsed.
I decided not to give him anymore attention. I could stay and try to take care of his body, or I could call 911 to find him, but I decided to step over his dead body and leave, wanting to catch my plane and return to the love of my life.
Six hours later, I found myself on my girl’s bed, her dog lying between us.
“Tell me the truth about Texas. I know you’re hiding something. You’re too happy and hard,” she said, her hand reaching between us and cupping my hard cock. I moaned.
“I killed Daniel. I poisoned him, and he died of a heart attack minutes later. I hope you didn’t have a grand plan for him, baby. I’m sorry if I stole your revenge, but he also emailed the police that he was withdrawing his plea. He explained the whole story—that he had picked up a prostitute, and he was embarrassed. Woodson told me to stop looking for you,” I said, my voice bright and my smile wide. It felt like a fresh start, free of worry, for the both of us.
“I’ll let you have that one, killing my first betrayal. I wanted nothing more than to move on and never see him again, so you did me a favor,” she responded, freeing her hand from my cock and placing it on my cheek, the corner of her lips forming a smile. “I love you.”
“First betrayal, not first heartbreak?” I questioned. She planned to run off with that man, building a future in her head.
She shook her head. “He can’t break what he never had.” My heart melted. “Now, don’t kill someone else without me again. That’s our thing.” She slapped my chest gently in a teasing reprimand.
“Of course not, baby. You know, we picked up a child porn creator the other day. He was running a sex-trafficking ring in his basement. Who says we need to wait for the justice system to fail before we take action into our own hands?” I asked, winking.
“Now you’re speaking my language, babe. Why don’t you fuck me while we plot another murder?” she asked, climbing over Pixie and straddling me. I knew the idea of killing a vile man had turned us both on.
“Fuck. You’re so perfect for me, OliviaHarlowe.”
The end, for now.
