Page 64 of Becoming His Pet

Chapter Nineteen

She purred in her sleep.

Greg smiled while watching Nora curled up in the crate. She’d been so good the night before, crawling into the cage without any hesitation. He hadn’t locked it, and not just because the bolt was broken. He could have found other ways to keep it closed. But she’d given her word that she’d stay put until he came for her in the morning.

He’d heard the little purring sound she made when she slept with him, but it took on more weight when she was curled inside the crate.

He was a sick bastard.

And he didn’t give a shit. Not when Nora could look at him and see what he needed.

Talking about his deployment wasn’t something he could do, not yet, not in detail. But she’d gotten all the important information just by looking at him, and when the tension was high she’d stepped in. She’d taken the reins and handed them right to him.

She’d been fucking perfect.

And now he needed to wake her up, so she could get dressed. They couldn’t stay the night, they needed to be out by daybreak. Another reason for making her sleep in the crate. He needed to pack them up and shut down the cabin without having to explain everything to her.

Squatting down, he slipped a hand between the bars and swiped her hair from her face. Slowly, she woke, her eyes fluttering open, looking for him.

“Hey,” she whispered, rubbing her eyes. “What time is it?” She sat up, but not making any move toward the door.

“Late, or early depending. Come on out, get dressed.” He stood and opened the door.

With a curious look she crawled out and he helped her to her feet. He handed her a pair of shorts and a shirt. “Here, put these on.” He kissed her cheek. “So innocent looking in the middle of the night,” he couldn’t help but comment.

“Middle of the night? I don’t understand.”

“We have to move. I don’t think it’s safe here anymore, so we’re going to go—we’ll find a hotel on this side of the state border.”

“Why? Bernie said to wait—”

“And we are, but I don’t want to stay here while we’re waiting to go home.” He shoved the clothes at her again until she took them. “Please, just get dressed.”

She nodded. More agreeable when half asleep—duly noted.

Greg left her to change and went to the bedroom to make sure he hadn’t forgotten anything.

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