Page 126 of Fury
“Wow.”
“It was a small price to pay. Because of her, I got away from a predator who was sexually assaulting the foster kids.”
A growl shot out of him. “If there’s anything I fucking hate, it’s the monsters who prey on the innocent.”
“You and me both, honey.”
He cracked a smile. “I’m your honey. Love that,babe.”
“Yeah, uh-huh.” Even though she tugged her hand away, her gaze stayed anchored on his.
G-ma’s right. Hard outer shell, but if I can get past that, she’s the same amazing girl I fell in love with.
Slash
Slash wanted to hate him.She’d gotten used to hating him. It felt odd having adult conversations with him. It felt flat-out foreign they were working together. And the sex? That was the best. Always had been. Crazy, how some things never change.
“I want to kiss you,” he murmured.
Her pulse kicked up.
Shewantedhim to kiss her. So. Damn. Badly.
He dipped down, she lifted her chin. Their lips came together in a gentle kiss. He cupped her cheek, kissed her again. On the third kiss, he slinked his arm around her waist.
She melted from the tenderness of his touch. When the romantic kiss ended, he dropped his hand and gave her ass a gentle squeeze.
Then, he kissed her forehead, and let her go.
Whoa.
“I’ll follow you home,” he murmured.
She blinked back to reality. “You didn’t do that the last time I was here.”
“Yes I did,” he replied. “When I texted you asking if you got home okay, I was on my way over.”
“Did you see a car out front?”
His brows slashed down. “Were you tailed?”
“Did you or didn’t you?”
“No,” he replied. “Were you followed?”
She didn’t want to lie, didn’t want to make a big deal out of it either. “Maybe.”
“Jesus, why didn’t you tell me?”
“I can take care of myself.”
“I’m not letting you out of my sight,” he said.
In a flash, she pulled the switchblade from her ankle sheath, wrapped one hand around his throat, and pressed the tip of the knife against the fabric, directly over his heart.
“I got this,” she said.
After a beat, she backed off, tucked the knife away.
