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isn't going to work if I can't depend on the two people at my side. I wasn't gone for three minutes, and you're down here acting out your filthy books. When everything happens, you will leave them here in the house to be destroyed. They're corrupting you.”
That thought sent a ripple of fear over Lanna's expression, but she wiped it away and replaced it with a contrite one. “I'm sorry.”
“Yes, you are. Go up and tend to Nester. You know how he can be after he's had a hit of Darkness.” Copeland gestured for her to precede him up the stairs. He closed the door with a hard clang.
Magnus banged his head back against the wall. “They’re bloody mad. We have to get out of here.”
She laughed softly, shaking her head. “You're good. I'll give you that. I was too easy.”
“Aye, you were. You should have made me work for it. Why didn't you?”
“Maybe I was just horny. Like her.” She nodded toward the door.
He regarded her in a way that made her uncomfortable. “If that's all it was, you would have let me make you come twenty ways from Sunday instead of insisting on getting right to the act. You needed something, but it wasn't just sex.”
“Stop analyzing me. What are you, a drummer psychologist? Or is it that you're a sex fiend who even sinks so low he'll seduce one of our captors.”
Instead of reacting, he laughed. “You’re just mad because, for some reason, watching her grope me was a turn on.”
“It was not! It was disturbing on so many levels.”
“You were disturbed, aye, but you were more than that. It got you hot and bothered, and that’s what you found most disturbing.”
“Which makes me wonder, why were you looking at me the whole time? Your body was reacting, so it obviously liked what she was doing.”
God, she sounded like a jealous shrew.
“Because I was imagining it was your hands on me.”
Those words slammed her right in the chest. Was he kidding? Poking fun at her? “That’s even more disturbing. Why weren't you imagining this Jessie you're obviously hung up on?”
He merely grunted, pulling again at the chains. “What I can't figure out is why watching another woman touch me was a turn on when you couldn't bring yourself to touch me while we were having sex . But you wanted to touch me.” He twisted to face the wall and climbed up a couple of steps. Bracing against the wall, he pushed away. “You're a bloody enigma,” he ground out.
He'd driven right through her armor down to her bone. She remembered him saying how it was better if she despised him because there was something wrong with him. Now she knew what that was. “No, Magnus, I'm just messed up. But it sounds like I won't be having that problem for much longer. You, however, have a chance.”
He looked over at the sharpness in her voice, something she hadn’t intended. “If that’s what it takes. Wouldn't you, to survive?”
“I don't have any options.”
“You make it sound like you think I'd leave you behind.”
“Of course you would. Why would you risk taking the extra time to rescue me? People don't work that way.”
“You don't know me very well. I wouldn't leave you.”
She leaned against the wall, tilting her head up. He might feel all noble now, but the moment he was free, he would bolt. And she would be here to face their wrath alone.
CHAPTER 7
Suza Morgan pulled into Strasford's downtown section without a moment to spare. Actually, she was one minute late, but her best friend from childhood knew she tended to run behind. Carlene had sounded odd on the phone the last two times they'd talked. Her usually bubbly friend said she felt “off” and depressed and didn't know why.
Suza decided it was time to take a road trip out to see her. She didn't have many close friends, so those she did were important to her. After spotting The Purple Fox, the health bistro Carlene raved about, Suza lucked into a parking spot near the entrance. The sign sported a
That thought sent a ripple of fear over Lanna's expression, but she wiped it away and replaced it with a contrite one. “I'm sorry.”
“Yes, you are. Go up and tend to Nester. You know how he can be after he's had a hit of Darkness.” Copeland gestured for her to precede him up the stairs. He closed the door with a hard clang.
Magnus banged his head back against the wall. “They’re bloody mad. We have to get out of here.”
She laughed softly, shaking her head. “You're good. I'll give you that. I was too easy.”
“Aye, you were. You should have made me work for it. Why didn't you?”
“Maybe I was just horny. Like her.” She nodded toward the door.
He regarded her in a way that made her uncomfortable. “If that's all it was, you would have let me make you come twenty ways from Sunday instead of insisting on getting right to the act. You needed something, but it wasn't just sex.”
“Stop analyzing me. What are you, a drummer psychologist? Or is it that you're a sex fiend who even sinks so low he'll seduce one of our captors.”
Instead of reacting, he laughed. “You’re just mad because, for some reason, watching her grope me was a turn on.”
“It was not! It was disturbing on so many levels.”
“You were disturbed, aye, but you were more than that. It got you hot and bothered, and that’s what you found most disturbing.”
“Which makes me wonder, why were you looking at me the whole time? Your body was reacting, so it obviously liked what she was doing.”
God, she sounded like a jealous shrew.
“Because I was imagining it was your hands on me.”
Those words slammed her right in the chest. Was he kidding? Poking fun at her? “That’s even more disturbing. Why weren't you imagining this Jessie you're obviously hung up on?”
He merely grunted, pulling again at the chains. “What I can't figure out is why watching another woman touch me was a turn on when you couldn't bring yourself to touch me while we were having sex . But you wanted to touch me.” He twisted to face the wall and climbed up a couple of steps. Bracing against the wall, he pushed away. “You're a bloody enigma,” he ground out.
He'd driven right through her armor down to her bone. She remembered him saying how it was better if she despised him because there was something wrong with him. Now she knew what that was. “No, Magnus, I'm just messed up. But it sounds like I won't be having that problem for much longer. You, however, have a chance.”
He looked over at the sharpness in her voice, something she hadn’t intended. “If that’s what it takes. Wouldn't you, to survive?”
“I don't have any options.”
“You make it sound like you think I'd leave you behind.”
“Of course you would. Why would you risk taking the extra time to rescue me? People don't work that way.”
“You don't know me very well. I wouldn't leave you.”
She leaned against the wall, tilting her head up. He might feel all noble now, but the moment he was free, he would bolt. And she would be here to face their wrath alone.
CHAPTER 7
Suza Morgan pulled into Strasford's downtown section without a moment to spare. Actually, she was one minute late, but her best friend from childhood knew she tended to run behind. Carlene had sounded odd on the phone the last two times they'd talked. Her usually bubbly friend said she felt “off” and depressed and didn't know why.
Suza decided it was time to take a road trip out to see her. She didn't have many close friends, so those she did were important to her. After spotting The Purple Fox, the health bistro Carlene raved about, Suza lucked into a parking spot near the entrance. The sign sported a
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