Page 51 of Savage Cravings
He pulled me toward my car. “Come on. I’ll drive you home.”
I dug in my heels to stop him from walking. He turned back and looked at me. “It’s okay. You don’t have to.”
I tried to reach for my keys in his hand. He held it out of my reach. “Nice try, angel. But you look like you’ll collapse at any moment. I need to make sure you make it home safe.”
“I don’t even know you. You could be just as bad as Lenny.”
“Really? You’re comparing me to that piece of shit? I’m wounded, baby.”
“And I’m sure you’ll recover. Now, please, give me back my keys.”
“What? Not even a thank you for saving your life?”
“Thank. You,” I gritted out. “Now, please. My keys.”
He chuckled, and it sounded strange. “Not the way it works. Either I drive you home, or we stay here and wait for the cops to show up. Then they can escort you home.”
“Are you serious?” I asked, getting angry.
He nodded. “Deadly.”
I didn’t want to wait for the police. I didn’t trust the police. But I probably trusted Silas even less.
“Come now, you really think I would go through all this trouble of taking Lenny out, only to kidnap you?” he asked, his voice playful. But under the playfulness, there was an underlying note of darkness I didn’t want to think too much about.
I shivered.
“Well, I wasn’t thinking that. But I am now.”
Again, he laughed. Again, it sounded off.
He wrapped his arm around my shoulder, directing me away from the mess that was Lenny and toward my car.
I tried to look back, but Silas firmed his hold around me. I looked up at him, but his gaze was focused straight ahead. I knew he was aware of my eyes on him.
He led me to the passenger side of my car.
I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him. “How did you know this was my car?”
“Considering how empty the lot is?”
One of my eyebrows rose at the bullshit response. “Nice try.”
He grinned. “I saw you get in your car at the diner, remember?”
Right. He had. That day felt like ages ago. I’d almost forgotten about it.
He unlocked the car and opened the passenger door for me. In a daze, I got in without protest.
I watched as he walked to the front of the car and pulled out his phone, probably to call the cops and report Lenny. It wasn’t my problem what happened to that piece of shit now. I just didn’t have the energy to care anymore.
It wasn’t until he was comfortably seated in the driver’s seat that I remembered I wasn’t supposed to give in so easily. Now that I was in the car with him, he could drive off somewhere and I wouldn’t be able to do anything about it.
He started the car, and I jumped when he locked it.
Silas looked at me from the corner of his eye for a brief second before he shifted gears and pulled out of the lot. My heart felt weighed down with cement. I tried to focus on the road.
“You’ll have to tell me where I’m going, sweetheart. Or I’m taking you home with me.”
