Page 31 of Lethal Threat
So, she kept it.
Even though she swore she’d hate me forever,she kept it.
Emotion swells up inside of my throat until the pain makes me shudder.
A younger, more foolish version of me might have thought it meant something that she still has it. But I’m not twenty. And I’m not that kind of foolish. The kind of damage our relationship suffered runs too deep.
Hell, maybe she kept it because she liked to hurl it across the room, cursing my name.
With my back to her, I pocket the thing.
When the time’s right, I’ll give it back to her.
Or maybe I won’t.
Chapter Eleven
SIERRA
Cole’s acting weird. Everything is strange though, so I’m not sure I’m reading him right.
A burning question pops out of me. “Have we spent a lot of time here together?”
Cole turns his head and his troubled gaze falls to the bed. He inhales swiftly and loudly. The flare of his nostrils coincides with his upper lids growing heavy. “Yeah, we’ve been here a lot.”
Husky voice and all.
I almost burst into flames. A tremble works its way through me. It’s subtle at first, but grows and grows until my hands start to shake.
I practically leap back from the bed and crash into the dresser.
Crap.Way to go, Grace.
Cole grabs for me, but I hold up my hands. He can’t touch me right now.
“I’m fine, just wasn’t looking where I wasgoing.”
I do not tell him the reason.
He looks down at me, and as I look up into stormy eyes, my mind goes wild.
Do not imagine him naked on top of me in that bed.
But lord, I do.
That big, powerful body.
He would feel so good.
I’m about to break out in a sweat when he clears his throat. It’s a husky sound. A vibration hits my tummy.
Holy smoking panty fire. I’m gonna pass out.
I laugh awkwardly, but it comes out more like a weird groan. “Alright, then. Um. I guess I should pack.”
He grunts, but he’s also now staring at the bed. I hope he didn’t read my thoughts this time. We might not make that flight.
He breaks the staring match when he shifts and scrubs both hands over his face. “Let’s find a bag.”
