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It pisses me off that he uses those words against me now, that he uses a memory to terrify me.
“I don’t think away from you is the wrong way.”
The answer only makes him grin.
“You scared the shit out of me,” I hiss, so fucking angry that I press my hands against his chest and shove.
Not that it moves him. He only steps in closer.
I can barely see anything in the dark, my eyesight still adjusting, but I feel the air move around my face when he lifts his mask, the heat of his mouth when it’s suddenly on mine.
My lips part the instant his tongue sweeps out, my heart hammering inside my chest as his hands dive into my hair.
He’s done with me, and yet this man is kissing me like he’s been drowning for several days and is coming up for air.
He wants nothing to do with me, and yet his hands are fisting in my hair, and his mouth is demanding submission from mine.
How weak does it make me to give it to him?
At least until a noise in the hallway grabs his attention. Ezra steps away from me as the door opens, his stare locked on my face when the light flicks on and blinds me, my lips kiss swollen and pulsing.
Our eyes dance together like two people losing each other, or like two people who realize they’vealreadylost.
“I see you found her.”
Damon.
The guilt sets in immediately.
“Yeah,” Ezra answers, his voice a low growl. “She ran up here to hide. I chased after her.”
Liar.
Eyes releasing me to look at his brother, Ezra asks, “Are the guys all inside now.”
Damon is studying me when I look at him, his eyes narrowing enough that I know he doesn’t believe his twin.
“Yeah. Thanks for unlocking a door for us.”
I can’t look at either of them. I’m too mad. Too guilty. Too...everything.
“Sorry about that, but I didn’t have time. I heard Emily running and went after her. But I found my way in and figured you all were smart enough to follow.”
How did he get in?
And silently at that?
“Whatever. Come on, Red. We’re not going to hurt you. We just wanted to scare you a little.”
A little? I’d hate to see what these guys do when they want to scare somebody a lot.
Pushing away from the wall, I walk to Damon, feeling only slightly safer by his side.
“Where’s Ivy?”
“Probably still running. Gabe was waiting out there for her.”
So there were nine of them, after all. And Ivy probably ran straight to the person she thought she was running from.