Series: Savage Men #4
Cover Design: Clarissa Wild’s Blooming Covers
girl I could never have…
exactly innocent either.
the ultimate choice – Let her die or save her – I grab her and run.
monster. The devil himself.
that may be offensive to some readers. No Cliffhanger. Book 4 in the Savage Men
something touches my shoulder, and I freak out.
but my voice is blocked by a hand covering my mouth.
fills my veins, panic bubbling to the surface. I try to spin on my chair, but
can’t, because someone’s holding me down firmly. Strong arms with a scent that
reminds me of … soot.
don’t scream,” he whispers.
back and I immediately stand up and turn to face him. “Brandon! Jesus.”
Didn’t wanna scare you,” he says, a little too loud.
eyes and let out a sigh. “God, could you’ve been anymore creepy?”
If I wanted to,” he says, raising one brow, mocking me.
eyes, but my body remains rigid. Tense. It’s like my brain has already decided
for me that I can’t trust him. At least, not after what happened at the
bonfire. “What are you doing here?” I whisper, still upset that he jumped on me
like that. And even though he says I shouldn’t be scared, my skin still
prickles where he touched me.
wanted to see you, that’s all,” he says with a way too cocky voice.
say. “Quiet. We’re close to the farmhouse.”
want my dad to hear us. He’s in there with my brothers.”
takes a step towards me. “You’re afraid he’ll find us here … together?”
shouldn’t be here,” I say, leaning back, as if I instinctively know not to let
him get close. I don’t know why, but … it feels different. Like I’m playing
with fire and I don’t wanna get burned.
tries to caress my cheek, I turn my face slightly. He pauses. “Are you … afraid
don’t know the answer. I feel like I should. What he did was wrong. Horrible.
why he did it.
those years of Derek tormenting Brandon, he was bound to explode. But I never
expected it to be this uncontrollable, this explosive. This … dangerous.
be?” I ask, licking my lips.
half-smile that forms on his face has my heart skipping a beat. Fuck. I
shouldn’t. I really shouldn’t. Not when he’s like this … so volatile and
aggressive … and sexy.
answer that for you,” he says after a while. He places his hands on the
workbench, trapping me inside. “I don’t want you to be, though.”
easy for you to say …” I whisper, looking down at my feet. Jesus. Why am I such
a pussy when it comes to him? I should speak up, for fuck’s sake. Stop being a
fucking whimpering virgin who can’t handle a little touchy feely.
tips up my chin with one finger. “I’m not going to hurt you, I promise.”
softly, as if he just asked me whether or not I believe him. I’m not even sure
I do. I just know I want to, for my sake … and for his.
happened at the bonfire …” I mutter.
know how to begin my sentence or how to end it. Just like I don’t know where we
began and where we should end.
feel this way around him?
that when a guy loses control, I want him even more?
obsessed with bad boys? Jesus, help me.
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