Page 93 of Innocent Intentions

Of fucking course.

I clench the wheel so tightly my knuckles turn white.

The passenger door opens and Roman slides in.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I growl.

“I’m coming with you.”

“No. Fuck off. Get out.”

“No.”

“Fine. Just stay quiet.” I exhale sharply. I don’t have time for this. I gun the engine and tear down the driveway.

Roman laughs. “So, this is her, huh? The reason you haven’t left your house?”

I grit my teeth. “Shut the fuck up.”

“Seems like an awful lot of effort for just some girl.”

I don’t answer.

I can’t.

Not when my pulse is roaring.

Not when I’m seething.

Not when I’m already planning what I’ll do when I catch her.

He shakes his head, laughing. “Damn. She’s really got you fucked up, huh?”

I slam the gas harder. “I let you come. Now shut the fuck up.”

My thoughts are racing.

Why did she leave? Did she seriously run because of a fucking audiobook?She wouldn’t take Benny if she was just getting her equipment. She’s not just running an errand.She’s trying to leave me.

The thought rips through my chest.

No.

No, no, no.

She wouldn’t.

She wouldn’t.

She’s mine.

I will find her.

And when I do–

She will never run again.

Chapter 35

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