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because it's me?"
"There's no difference."
"The hell there is! Now he was raising his voice. You know how damn prideful he is. Do you think he
is going to go along with this shit?"
"He doesn't know?"
"Are you sure?"
The question had her pausing. Did he know? Did they tell him that she tried to put a claim on him?
Damn, she hoped like hell they didn't. If Cole knew then that would fuck up all of her plans.
"You don't know, do you? he asked. You have no clue if Cole is aware of what you tried."
"What did you want me to do, wait around untilhe decides? She emphasized what she was saying by
pointing back towards the house. If I wait around until he gets his shit together then someone else is
going to claim me. We both know that. She moved her hand back and forth between him and her.
Drake rubbed his face and she grabbed hold of his arms, getting his full attention. Drake I need him.
Don't you understand that?"
Drake took a deep breath before pulling her into his arms, hugging her tight, resting his chin on the top of
her head. I understand CeeCee, he sighed. But this way is wrong. I don't have a good feeling about it.
You could get seriously hurt here."
"I know, Drake, but I also have to try. It's the only way to get him to do what he needs to do."
"Hey, you two going to give us a hand? Chase yelled from the trailer.
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Celine looked over at Chase, but her eyes landed on Cole. She watched his every move as she rested
her head on Drake's chest.
Everything about him was what she hungered for. His thick arms, holding her at night, the wide expanse
of his chest for her head to rest upon. She wanted to touch the muscles under the shirt. Feel the twitching
of his skin when her fingers touched him. She hungered to smell his desire for her. To taste his flesh and
hear his moans of pleasure when she took him into her mouth and body. God, just thinking about it had
her wet and throbbing. Something she was pretty sure Drake could pick up on by the way he tightened
his hold on her.
"So what's your plan of action? Drake sounded defeated.
Celine kept staring at Cole. She couldn't help herself, not when he was helping Chase pick up a dresser
and the muscles on his arms bulged tight in the sleeve of his shirt.
"I don't know, she sighed against his chest, fisting her hands in Drake's shirt.
"Well you better come up with one fast. He patted her on the back then pulled out of the embrace.
And it better be a damn good one."
Drake kissed her cheek before leaving her there to help bring the furniture inside. Celine hugged herself,
thinking about what she was going to do. The only thing that came to mind was the story of her parents.
Jaclyn pursued Dedrick relentlessly. She was everywhere Dedrick was, tempting him with what he
wanted but was too afraid to take. Maybe that was the same thing Celine needed to do. Maybe she
needed to be everywhere that Cole was, tempting him to do the right thing and claim her. It was the only
plan she could think of.
Celine helped with the bags while the guys brought the furniture inside. Once the first bed was brought
in, Carrick and Chase began to set them up. Celine went behind them to make up the beds. She also put
Chase and Cole's bags in their rooms.
It was after midnight by the time she was able to go into Cole's room at the end of the hall to make up
the bed. Cole was in the bathroom, taking a shower, Chase downstairs taking his. There were three
bathrooms in the house; one was Drake and Carrick's attached to their bedroom. She dropped the
sheets and blankets on top of the mattress and went to work. It was the last bed to be made up and then
she was going to crawl into her own.
"What're you doing in here?"
Celine jumped and turned around quickly. Cole was standing in the doorway, towel only around his
waist, hair wet and stuck to his face and neck.
"Dammit, Cole you scared me, she gasped, turning back around to finish what she was doing. On
purpose, she made sure her ass was in his line of vision and even did a bit of swaying. What's it look like
I'm doing?"
"Invading my space, he grumbled.
She smiled, even though he couldn't see it. You and Chase brought all the stuff in, thought it was the
least I could do to make sure you guys didn't have to worry about making up the beds. She walked
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around to the other side and bent over it, smoothing out all the wrinkles. When she glanced up, she saw
that his eyes were down her dress. Perfect! There you go. She slapped her hands on the bed,
straightened up and walked over to him. You should sleep like a baby."
"Is that so?"
"Sure. She smiled. There isn't any reason why you shouldn't. She made to go past him and leave, but
he stopped her without warning when his arm came out to the other side of the doorway, blocking her.
Slowly she turned her head to look at him, one eyebrow going up in question.
"I'm too old for games, Celine. So please don't play any with me."
"I'm not playing games, Cole. She tried to put on her best smile and sweetest voice. She pushed his arm
away and stepped out in the hall. All I've done is make your bed. Night."
Celine went all the way back to her room, smiling. Yep, he was affected, just like she remembered.
Josh Stan stood in his new lab looking over the two specimens in their cages. He didn't look upon them
as people, only animals, created by his good friend, Conner Martin, for the sole purpose of testing.
Nothing more. They were the means of wiping out the infected; it was that, plain and simple. They were
here only so he could find a way to kill them off.
"He broke another set of chains. The last dose of drugs wore off faster than the others."
Josh turned and followed his assistant, Jason Spencer, down the stairs to the two large cages that held
his pets. Kane was his name, a name he'd given himself just like he named the other one. He was chained
down tight on his cot, drugged heavily so he couldn't move and drugged so he had a nice size erection,
which had diminished now. Kane moved his head as much as he could when Josh walked up to him.
Hate burned brightly in his red eyes.
"He tried to grab at one of the guys who touched Sasha's hair, Jason told him.
Josh looked over at Sasha, a small blonde girl who was completely useless. She was curled up in a ball
on her cot, looking scared. Twins. That was what they were supposed to be. The egg split, and Martin
put one back in the freezer until later. He'd never thought it was possible for one to get all the animal traits
and the other nothing when the egg split or that one would be female and the other male. They should be
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because it's me?"
"There's no difference."
"The hell there is! Now he was raising his voice. You know how damn prideful he is. Do you think he
is going to go along with this shit?"
"He doesn't know?"
"Are you sure?"
The question had her pausing. Did he know? Did they tell him that she tried to put a claim on him?
Damn, she hoped like hell they didn't. If Cole knew then that would fuck up all of her plans.
"You don't know, do you? he asked. You have no clue if Cole is aware of what you tried."
"What did you want me to do, wait around untilhe decides? She emphasized what she was saying by
pointing back towards the house. If I wait around until he gets his shit together then someone else is
going to claim me. We both know that. She moved her hand back and forth between him and her.
Drake rubbed his face and she grabbed hold of his arms, getting his full attention. Drake I need him.
Don't you understand that?"
Drake took a deep breath before pulling her into his arms, hugging her tight, resting his chin on the top of
her head. I understand CeeCee, he sighed. But this way is wrong. I don't have a good feeling about it.
You could get seriously hurt here."
"I know, Drake, but I also have to try. It's the only way to get him to do what he needs to do."
"Hey, you two going to give us a hand? Chase yelled from the trailer.
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Celine looked over at Chase, but her eyes landed on Cole. She watched his every move as she rested
her head on Drake's chest.
Everything about him was what she hungered for. His thick arms, holding her at night, the wide expanse
of his chest for her head to rest upon. She wanted to touch the muscles under the shirt. Feel the twitching
of his skin when her fingers touched him. She hungered to smell his desire for her. To taste his flesh and
hear his moans of pleasure when she took him into her mouth and body. God, just thinking about it had
her wet and throbbing. Something she was pretty sure Drake could pick up on by the way he tightened
his hold on her.
"So what's your plan of action? Drake sounded defeated.
Celine kept staring at Cole. She couldn't help herself, not when he was helping Chase pick up a dresser
and the muscles on his arms bulged tight in the sleeve of his shirt.
"I don't know, she sighed against his chest, fisting her hands in Drake's shirt.
"Well you better come up with one fast. He patted her on the back then pulled out of the embrace.
And it better be a damn good one."
Drake kissed her cheek before leaving her there to help bring the furniture inside. Celine hugged herself,
thinking about what she was going to do. The only thing that came to mind was the story of her parents.
Jaclyn pursued Dedrick relentlessly. She was everywhere Dedrick was, tempting him with what he
wanted but was too afraid to take. Maybe that was the same thing Celine needed to do. Maybe she
needed to be everywhere that Cole was, tempting him to do the right thing and claim her. It was the only
plan she could think of.
Celine helped with the bags while the guys brought the furniture inside. Once the first bed was brought
in, Carrick and Chase began to set them up. Celine went behind them to make up the beds. She also put
Chase and Cole's bags in their rooms.
It was after midnight by the time she was able to go into Cole's room at the end of the hall to make up
the bed. Cole was in the bathroom, taking a shower, Chase downstairs taking his. There were three
bathrooms in the house; one was Drake and Carrick's attached to their bedroom. She dropped the
sheets and blankets on top of the mattress and went to work. It was the last bed to be made up and then
she was going to crawl into her own.
"What're you doing in here?"
Celine jumped and turned around quickly. Cole was standing in the doorway, towel only around his
waist, hair wet and stuck to his face and neck.
"Dammit, Cole you scared me, she gasped, turning back around to finish what she was doing. On
purpose, she made sure her ass was in his line of vision and even did a bit of swaying. What's it look like
I'm doing?"
"Invading my space, he grumbled.
She smiled, even though he couldn't see it. You and Chase brought all the stuff in, thought it was the
least I could do to make sure you guys didn't have to worry about making up the beds. She walked
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around to the other side and bent over it, smoothing out all the wrinkles. When she glanced up, she saw
that his eyes were down her dress. Perfect! There you go. She slapped her hands on the bed,
straightened up and walked over to him. You should sleep like a baby."
"Is that so?"
"Sure. She smiled. There isn't any reason why you shouldn't. She made to go past him and leave, but
he stopped her without warning when his arm came out to the other side of the doorway, blocking her.
Slowly she turned her head to look at him, one eyebrow going up in question.
"I'm too old for games, Celine. So please don't play any with me."
"I'm not playing games, Cole. She tried to put on her best smile and sweetest voice. She pushed his arm
away and stepped out in the hall. All I've done is make your bed. Night."
Celine went all the way back to her room, smiling. Yep, he was affected, just like she remembered.
Josh Stan stood in his new lab looking over the two specimens in their cages. He didn't look upon them
as people, only animals, created by his good friend, Conner Martin, for the sole purpose of testing.
Nothing more. They were the means of wiping out the infected; it was that, plain and simple. They were
here only so he could find a way to kill them off.
"He broke another set of chains. The last dose of drugs wore off faster than the others."
Josh turned and followed his assistant, Jason Spencer, down the stairs to the two large cages that held
his pets. Kane was his name, a name he'd given himself just like he named the other one. He was chained
down tight on his cot, drugged heavily so he couldn't move and drugged so he had a nice size erection,
which had diminished now. Kane moved his head as much as he could when Josh walked up to him.
Hate burned brightly in his red eyes.
"He tried to grab at one of the guys who touched Sasha's hair, Jason told him.
Josh looked over at Sasha, a small blonde girl who was completely useless. She was curled up in a ball
on her cot, looking scared. Twins. That was what they were supposed to be. The egg split, and Martin
put one back in the freezer until later. He'd never thought it was possible for one to get all the animal traits
and the other nothing when the egg split or that one would be female and the other male. They should be
fraternal twins, but they were identical, something that wasn't possible ever, yet he was looking at it right [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]