Page 33 of Enraged

“Felt that,” she called out.

Well, you could have acted like you didn’t because now it knows you know.

“I have no idea what you’re talkin’ about,” I lied.

“Uh huh.” She pressed her thigh against my groin.

Immediately, I tensed, which only made me harder.

“Aight, now,” I warned.

She giggled. “Hey Dak?”

Hey?

“Ma’am?”

“What are we gonna do tomorrow?”

Do you want specifics or…?

“Same thing we did today. Deal with it as best we can. Oh, and drink. Definitely drink.”

She sighed. “I just feel like once the sun comes up, we will be forced to accept that this is our reality,” she admitted.

“Honey, we probably won’t see the sun for a few days because of the storm but this is our reality whether it comes up or not.”

“Can’t we just…reject it?”

Reality?

“Nah, but we can learn from it.”

Jolene

A subtle light flooded the room.

Guess we survived the night.

I was still curled up next to Dakota, his strong, tattooed arms holding me firmly against his chest.

How do I free myself without waking him?

I tried inching my way out of his grasp, but he only gripped me tighter. I wriggled a little hoping he would take the hint and release me. His eyes flew open and then widened in surprise.

You were expecting a slutty, hot brunette, huh?

“Lena.” He loosened his hold.

“Yeah… good morning.” I slid back to my side of the bed.

“Mornin’,” he responded, rubbing his slight five o’clock shadow.

“Still no power,” I pointed out lamely.

“I see that.”

Of course he sees it, Lena. Not to mention, it’s fuckin’ freezing in here.

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