Page 114 of Prey for You

We were like high schoolers standing there, body to body. But it was time.

Sam tipped up my chin and kissed me once more. Then held me while he spoke.

“Clean up when you get home. Send me pictures after you wash those scrapes.”

“Yes, Sir,” I said, rolling my eyes. But tears were threatening.

“It’s a few weeks, Bridge.”

“I know.”

“We can talk every day on the burner phones.”

“I know.”

Then he sighed and held my face in both of his hands, staring down at me with sad eyes. “I love you, babe. So much.”

“I love you, too.”

“We’re going to get through this.”

I nodded. I hoped he was right.

“I have to go,” he said.

I nodded again, but hugged him tighter.

“Go straight back. Don’t get close to the parking lot, they have cameras for security.”

“I won’t.”

“I mean it, Sam.”

“So do I. I’m not risking anything that could put me back inside.”

I nodded again, and neither of us spoke. It was so dumb. We had to say goodbye. I had to get in my car and get out of here before I was locked in. And he had to hike all the way back to his car…

“Okay, I’m going,” I whispered.

Sam nodded. Kissed me one more time, then with a grunt, let me go.

I stepped away from him, trying to find a funny quip or little tease to send him away with, but there was nothing.

I stared at him as I took a couple steps away, whispered, “I love you,” then turned and ran like the coward that I was.

And I didn’t stop until I broke through the line of trees to the parking lot and made a beeline for my car—and slid to a halt four spaces away because there was a man in a suit leaning back against my car, arms folded and eyes onfire.

I swore and my heart raced so fast lights blinked on the edges of my vision. But did my best to keep a blank expression and started walking again.

I didn’t hold back a glare when I got close to him, though.

“What thefuckare you doing here, Jeremy?”

37. Fight Me

SOUNDTRACK:Eating Me Aliveby Last Night Rideand Kellin Quinn

~ BRIDGET ~

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