Mean Right Hook by Michele Mills

Author:Michele Mills
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-05-25T04:00:00+00:00

4

Holy fucking crap. It was terrifying.

One minute she was tangled in Saxon’s arms and the next she was flying in the air, her stomach in her throat. She fell backwards and then rolled to the other side of the lift and slammed against the far wall. Ouch.

“Leah,” Saxon bellowed. “Lie flat on your back.”

How did he expect her to do that when she was floating above the floor?

The cage kept falling and falling, and she was flopping around like a doll, and a terrifying thought flashed through her mind—what if the lift never stopped? What if Saxon was wrong about the safeguards and the cage smashed to pieces at the bottom of the mine; a weight ten times heavier than her own body crushing her on impact.

Were they about to die?

She’d just met the man she was going to marry, and they were both about to die in a horrific crash? How could life continue to be so unfair?

And then Saxon grabbed her and wrapped his arms around her. He twisted them both and she was pressed against his chest with him underneath and she on top.

The lights of the elevator suddenly rushed back on with blinding intensity along with the hum of restored power. Red lights began flashing and a siren blared.

“Fuck yeah,” Saxon shouted. “Systems restored. It’s going to stop now, but hold on, this is going to hurt.”

She squeezed her eyes shut, terrified of what that meant.

There was a horrific grinding noise as the clamps deploying and what she supposed were the safeguards? There was a slight slowdown, a rolling bump, and then they hit stop with such force that her teeth clicked, and her body pounded against Saxon’s rock-hard muscles.

Afterwards she lay splayed out on top of Saxon, blinking and breathless, thankful to be alive. All was now calm. The elevator had stopped, and the power was on. And Saxon was laying freakishly still with his eyes closed.

“Saxon? Saxon are you okay?”

He’d taken the brunt of their fall, absorbing the hit of their chaotic stop with his back against the floor of the cage. She pressed her ear against his chest, grateful to see the slight rise and fall of his torso and to hear the comforting beat of his two hearts.

She was about to lift her hand to shake him awake, but, oh shit…she could see that in the commotion one of her gloves had flown off and his claw was clasped around hers. They were holding hands. Bare skin to bare skin. And that pressure point where their hands met—it was throbbing between them with heat and awareness. Like two live wires joined together.

“Uh oh.” Would he be upset they’d joined hands now, in a mining cage instead of at an altar in front of his friends and family?

Saxon’s eyes flashed open, and he sucked in a great breath. He paused, and it was obvious the memory and sensation of what had transpired returned with full force because he focused on her with the heat of ten thousand suns.

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