The Gift by SR Jones

Author:SR Jones [Jones, SR]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-28T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

Violet

“Why did you let me go to get a drink?”

We are back in the car, pulling out of the parking lot when I ask him the question.

I could have run away, and I’m not sure why I didn’t. Yes, I’m scared of Allyov, but something more had me heading back up the stairs to the hospital room, where the friend of Andrius recovered. A giant of a man, he had a friendly face, unlike Andrius who doesn’t exactly appear friendly most of the time.

“I suppose I wanted to see if you came back or you ran,” he says.

“But you said it would be dangerous for me to run.”

“True. I’m starting to think it may be dangerous for you to stay too. I wanted to give you a choice.” He shrugs.

I stare at him, wondering what the hell he’s talking about. “Why is it dangerous for me to stay? Are you going to hurt me?” I can hear the tremor in my voice.

He’s driving, big hands loose on the wheel, his chunky watch shining at his wrist, profile beautiful in the sunlight streaming into the car.

God, he’s gorgeous.

“Not unless you want me to,” he says.

What does that mean? “Why would I want you to hurt me?”

His lips twitch a little. “Pleasure, pain, they can be intriguing companions. Think back to when you cut yourself on glass, and I threatened to spank you.” He turns to me now, fixing me with his astonishing gaze. “I think you wanted me to do it.”

I suck in a breath, and my cheeks burn. About to deny it, I snap my mouth shut. I did want him to, didn’t I? Part of me at least. A crazy, buried deep part of me finds the idea so appealing even now it has the power to make my mouth dry.

Instead of answering him, I turn to look out the window, squirming in my seat for a moment, trying to ease the throbbing ache at my core. A mere few words and a heated glance and he’s got me more turned on than any other man has ever achieved.

He clears his throat. “Maybe, I gave you a chance to run to save us both.”

“Do you always talk in riddles.”

He laughs at that, and then punches a button on the stereo and music fills the car. It’s something classical with a woman singing, and it’s beautiful. I haven’t heard it before.

“What’s this?” I ask, intrigued.

“La Boheme,” he says. “My favorite opera.”

“I’ve never listened to opera before,” I admit.

“Close your eyes, and let the music flow through you. Experience everything she’s singing about,” he says.

So, I do. I shut my eyes, and for the rest of the journey I let the music flow over me and through me.

When we arrive back at the house, Andrius’ mood sours. His features darken as he pulls up outside the door of the house, and we climb out of the car.

I don’t ask him what is wrong, but clearly, something is. When we enter the house, I find out soon enough.

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