Page 57 of Savage Scream

“Was she talking dirty to you?” Rhys asks him, and I roll my eyes at her even though she’s giving Jared all the attention.

“She doesn’t speak, George. How about you drop it?”

OMG I love this guy.

Wait! What?

“Shedidn’tspeak, you mean. Because shedoesnow. I saw her.” Rhys nods, proud as punch at her discovery.

“Rhys, can I have a word, please?” Cynthia’s voice surprises us all, coming from behind me, and Rhys shoots Cynthia a ‘really’ look over my head before getting up in a huff from the table. They leave the room, and everyone returns to their meals. Everyone except for me.

I don’t know what’s happening. Everything has changed, and I’m not sure I like it. I’m struggling to maintain my composure, and hell, even Cynthia witnessed me speaking today when I snatched the phone off her to talk to Travis.

I couldn’t help it. My worry about him drove my reaction, and I forgot all about her witnessing me talk.

Rhys and my foster mum re-enter the room a minute later, taking their seats. I ignore Rhys for a bit, chasing peas around on my plate with my fork, but when I finally look up, the smug bitch is wearing a shit-eating-grin.

Ugh. I can’t take it.

I stand, flipping her off, and storming from the table and out of the room.

In my bedroom, I rip off the t-shirt, the leotard, and tights before rummaging through my pile of clothes for something to wear.

“Damn. My timing is impeccable.”

I spin with a gasp at hearing Jared’s voice, and he chuckles as I try to cover up my nakedness.

“Now, now, Dee. I’ve seen you completely naked, splayed out on my bed with your pretty pink pussy on display. Hell, I’ve even tasted its fucking delectable sweetness.” Jared smirks, stepping closer. “So, why are you covering yourself from me?”

I don’t know how to answer that. I just am. Maybe it’s an automatic response?

Reaching out, Jared grips my wrist and slowly unravels my arm, giving him a full view of my tits.

“There they are. Fucking perfect,” he rasps before tugging me flush with him and slamming his lips into mine.

If there’s one way to make me forget my worries, it’s this right here with this guy.

Like a monkey, I do a little jump, leaping onto Jared and wrapping my legs around his waist. Now that I’m level with his face, he deepens the kiss, walking us over to my bed where he eases me down, pressing me to the mattress in a delicious way.

The fact that I’m completely naked and he’s fully clothed is a real turn on. I’m not sure why, but hell, I think it’s how vulnerable I feel.

Can vulnerability be sexy?

Hell, if I know!

“Fuck, Dee,” Jared rasps as he breaks the kiss, his hand travelling down my bare hip as he stares into my eyes. “I’m not going to stop caring about you because you kill people. Makes me fucked up, I guess, but I don’t care. I only care aboutyou. Nothing else matters.”

Shit.

His words mean so much. I hadn’t realised how much I needed to hear him say that, but knowing he isn’t repulsed by me, for killing Travis’ mum is everything.

“Wanna tell me what happened with Trav’s mum?”

I shrug, knowing I should, but not wanting to break up this little party we’ve started.

“After,” I force out, my voice scratchy.

“After what?” he grins, and I blush.

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