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I closed my eyes, focusing on my pleasure and leaving the decision up to Drew. He didn’t have to touch me, but he couldn’t keep me from touching myself. I continued to tease myself, watching Drew’s furtive glances from behind my eyelashes. Being watched helped turn me on, and soon, I was slipping a finger into my channel with a breathy moan. We didn’t make it more than a couple more miles down the road when Drew made a frustrated growl deep in his throat, slammed on the brakes, and nearly dumped me onto the floor. He’d barely put the truck into park when he pounced on me.
“You are a temptress,” Drew growled. He nipped at my lower lip before claiming my mouth with his. I reached between us to undo his pants and push them down enough to free his dick. I stroked him a couple of times and then lined him up with my entrance. Without needing any further encouragement, Drew’s hips snapped forward, and he buried himself inside of me, our lips parting with ragged groans. Triumph filled me just as much as he did. He was mine now.
Present
When the sun finally began to rise, I got out of bed, grateful I didn’t have to pretend to be asleep anymore. Jack must have felt just as relieved because he was out of bed a second after me. I couldn’t tell if the other two were asleep or stayed in bed to give Jack alone time with me. I contemplated slamming some pans as I started breakfast just to wake them up, but I refrained. I made a quick veggie scramble with venison. I even made enough to feed all of us.
“Are you ready to talk about it?” Jack asked as he sat at the table.
“Talk about what?”
“Your nightmare, Dy,” he answered, knowing damned well that we both knew what he was talking about.
“There’s nothing to talk about. It was just a nightmare,” I replied, splitting the food between four plates and placing one in front of him.
“You said Kelly’s name,” Jack said softly. “I didn’t want to bring it up before—“
“Then don’t,” I barked, cutting him off. “Just leave it alone, Jack. Kelly’s gone. She didn’t make it past the first day of the outbreak. That’s all there is to it.”
“Dyana—“
“Dammit, Jack!” I yelled, slamming my plate down. “I don’t want to talk about it. I’m not sure how else to say it.” I grabbed my picking bag and weapons and stormed out of the tower. How hard was it to understand that I didn’t want to rehash the past? He could be so fucking pushy! I went down the mountain and skirted around Cora’s house undetected. I wasn’t necessarily avoiding my best friend and her men, but I wasn’t interested in talking to anyone right now, including them.
I went to the orchard, yanked a peach off a tree, and bit into it angrily. Men. Once I finished my peach, I harvested the ripe fruit throughout the orchard. I felt myself relax as I went. It was a peaceful morning, with blue skies and a slight breeze blowing through the trees. It was hard to be in a bad mood when it was such a nice day.
Jack was determined to ruin that. I groaned in frustration when he appeared in the orchard. “How did you find me?”
“Cora told me where you might be,” Jack replied. “Whether you like it or not, we’re going to have this conversation.”
“You made your choice when you decided to cheat on me, Jack. I don’t owe you shit.”
“I didn’t fucking cheat on you, Dyana!” Jack exploded, his voice echoing through the forest. “ She kissed me. If you had stuck around for two seconds longer, you would have seen me push her away, but you didn’t trust me enough to give me the benefit of the doubt.”
“You could have said something,” I argued.
“You didn’t give me a fucking chance, did you?” Jack replied. “You made up your mind about what you saw and never let me explain a fucking thing. So I left you alone. I watched from a distance and waited.”
“Waited for what?”
“You. I waited for you. Because I still loved you. I never stopped loving you. And if you needed to go your own way, I waswilling to wait for you, but I’m done waiting. I love you, Dyana, and I know you still love me.”
“Love me? You don’t even know me anymore,” I spat, sidestepping his claims that I loved him. I did. That wasn’t important.
“Then let me get to know you. Talk to me, Doll. I’m here.” Jack dropped to his knees. “Right here in front of you, begging you to give me a chance. Whatever you’ve done, whatever has happened to you, it won’t change my feelings for you.”
“No?” I scoffed. He was breaking my heart because I knew he truly believed what he was saying, but it wasn’t true. What I did, who I’ve become, that person wasn’t lovable. I didn’t deserve to be loved. “So if I told you that I was a whore for an entire police department, that wouldn’t make you look at me differently? Or that I seduced a married preacher and then left him for dead when my past caught up with me?”
I saw the shock in his eyes, and when he didn’t say anything, I nodded.
“That’s what I thought.”
I turned and walked away from him before he could see the tears falling from my eyes.
Past
Three weeks later, I was sleeping with two other men besides Drew and Pastor Jeff. Complicated wasn’t even the word todescribe my life at the moment. I was having more sex now than when I was a guest of Sheriff Finley’s, but it was because I wanted to. That’s what I told myself, anyway. Not that it wasn’t true, but it also felt a bit like a necessity. All that mattered was that my place within this community was set in stone. With me, the men could live out their wildest fantasies that their prim and proper wives wouldn’t dream of doing. Ironically, despite fucking their husbands, most of the women had accepted my presence, and I had even become friendly with Marta.
We had also begun regular patrols around the property, which I was now on. It was the only time I got any peace these days. As I walked the well-worn path through the tall grass behind the church, I considered how long I could keep all of this going. Eventually, I’d get caught with someone, and then the shit would hit the fan. I would need an exit strategy, which was unfortunate because I enjoyed living here. I liked the people.
