Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 71610 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 286(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71610 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 286(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
“I need rest and if you think I can trust you not to run away from me while I’m out of it, you’re the crazy one. Now, get your sweet ass over in the bed so we can both get some sleep.”
“You change so quickly, it makes my head spin.”
“Got to keep you on your toes, Baby Girl.”
Once we’re settled on the bed, we both are quiet. I didn’t think I could ever sleep, but one minute I’m closing my eyes, Chains body curling into me, spooning me from behind and the next I’m falling asleep, thinking I really like having his body so close to me.
I’m in deep trouble.
19
Kayden
I come awake slowly, my senses drugged from sleep. I kept waking up all night, probably because I was handcuffed to another person. It was either that or the fact that Chains was pressed up against me all night.
I’ve never slept with someone before. That, in and of itself, was completely new. But, sleeping with Chains was something else entirely. He seemed to fit against me like a glove. The heat of his body seemed to seep into my bones, wrapped around me and somehow made me feel safe. His arm stayed draped around me and his hand rested against my stomach.
All night.
Okay, that’s a lie.
Somewhere in the middle of the night, his hand began drifting and rested against my breast. Chains didn’t do anything overtly sexual, but it felt natural and I loved it. Somehow, him sleeping like that despite all the chaos made me feel cared for.
I’m probably insane.
This morning I have a choice. Chains is still out, he’s got this soft snore that shouldn’t be sexy, but it is. His breathing is even and when I rollover on my back, he does the same. He even manages to do it while still keeping that one hand on my stomach. It feels as if our bodies are in tune to one another.
And again, I’ve probably stepped on the crazy train.
Still, I’m fighting the urge to just give in. I want him and he’s made no secret that he wants me. I have a feeling that I’m fighting a losing battle. It’s going to happen. There’s too much chemistry between us, too much physical attraction.
I’m just being stubborn. At first, it was because he had those women hanging all over him. Then, it was because he actually thought I went from him getting me off to sleeping with Thomas. Now, however, the complication is my father.
I don’t know how to contain him. Hell, my mom has been with him for years and she hasn’t managed to contain him. I think my father is one of a kind. He’s a man that no one can tame, but he loves completely and no one will touch his family.
Not and live…
Dad would’ve had a hard time accepting any man I wanted. But, Chains kidnapping me, makes it impossible for Dad to ever accept him as…
What in the hell am I thinking? Chains isn’t the type of man you could even call a boyfriend. That’s not what this is; that’s not what this will ever be. He kidnapped me, not because of some great love or relationship that he wants with me. He kidnapped me because he wants between my legs and he thought another man got there before him, after he’d already laid the groundwork. I need to remember that and not romanticize this shit. If anything, I am my father’s daughter and I’m practical. At least, I always have been. I don’t need to sentimentalize and daydream about a man who is only looking for a booty call.
No matter how fucking hot he is.
Still, I may be a booty call to him, but I care about Chains. He may not realize that, but I do. That means, I need to try and get out of here. The temptation is to stay here and at least have a taste of what I want, but doing that will get Chains killed.
Because, my father will kill him.
There might be a chance to save him if I could make my father listen to me, but that’s easier said than done. My father will shoot first and then maybe ask questions as he’s burying the body. That’s who my daddy is, that’s who he has always been. He doesn’t try to hide that fact from us.
My parents have talked about the time my mother was kidnapped. I can see the emotion and the scars of that past on my father’s face every time he thinks about it. Nothing and no one has ever been more important to my dad than my mom and his kids. I’ve always grown up secure in that knowledge.
That’s how I know that Dad is not going to rest until he gets me back and he’s not going to pull any punches to get revenge on Chains.