Savage Hunger by Lisa Renee Jones

Author:Lisa Renee Jones
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Candace

I slide into the backseat of the town car set to take me to Gabriel’s mansion to grab my car and do so with only one thing on my mind: Rick. That look on his face when I told him his father was at the event. He’s supposed to be a killer, a hired killer, cold and hard, and yet one mention of his father and he froze. He was relieved that I saved him that confrontation.

My fingers press to my lips, remembering the brutally wonderful touch of his mouth to mine. That kiss. His touch. His woodsy wonderful smell. The sea of torment that’s always been there in the depths of those blue eyes even before I’d warned him about his father. I have always felt like he would drown in that torment, but I’d always sworn I’d go down with him. But he didn’t let me. He left. He left and he never came back. And he’ll leave again.

The car pulls to the front of the mansion, and I direct the driver to my spot under a willow tree. Just that quickly, I’m outside, nerves blasting my belly before I climb into my car. My empty car. Rick isn’t here. I’m not sure why I believed he would be. Of course, he wouldn’t have had time to make it here. Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe he won’t come at all. His father has a way of driving him away. Maybe his father was all it took to repeat history.

Once I’m on the road, I mentally have a self-preservation conversation with myself.

He’s not the man for me.

He’s not the man I loved.

He’s the man who will hurt me.

Again.

I knew that about him that first night we met at the coffee bar. I know that about him now. That’s who he is. He’s pain and torment. Those things live inside him and they bleed into his life. They bled into mine and when he left, I never stopped bleeding.

Turning onto my street, our street when he lived with me, I am one big adrenaline rush of anticipation. Approaching the house, I find no other cars. He’s not here. The realization guts me. Proof that I’m a fool asking to be hurt again. God. He’s not here. Maybe his father really did drive him away. Maybe he had to go to Austin like Gabriel. Maybe he won’t be here until later. Maybe he won’t be here at all. Maybe he’s here for a job that demanded his attention and so, we’re cut short. Again. It hurts already. He hurt me again already and all of this is made up in my head.

And I’m rambling in my own head. I’m losing it. I’m crazy over this man in every possible way.

I barely remember pulling into the garage and parking. I barely remember letting the door slide into place. I climb out of the car and lean against it. My mind flashing back to that first night here and the crash of my coffee on the ground.

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