Page 29 of SummerTime Madness
“Maybe you should stop studying and get consumed,” Chase rasps out as he pulls out of her and she begins to suck his cock.
Maybe they are right...
Maybe my thesis is true, that our ego weakens us and this is why the hive works. No ego–just instinct and survival.
No love.
No betrayal.
But the more I think about it–soundstoo much like fascism.
The warmth of Cordelia’s touch pulls me out of the memory like a spore snapping free.
“Are you high?” She asks. “You just stood there for a second.”
I shake her off with a grunt and stalk past her without a word and move toward Chase–who watches the ferry’s wake as if he’s waiting to be pulled under.
Chapter Eight
Secrets
Chase
Two weeks earlier…
Luxor Labs
He smellslike metal.
Clean. Polished. Sterile.
Like a true scientist and founder of my father’s company star drug—DUST. A drug meant to create mindless soldiers that follow one leader under one mind. And like any drug, you need somewhere to test it. And I’m doing just that, even if I have to fall to my knees and fuck for it.
Money wouldn’t work for a man like Dr. Elias Goldberg.
No.
He enjoys something I have–a nice thick cock, and it’s not like I was cheating. I am as free as they come, but not for long, if I can change it.
“I told you not to come back here,” he spits out, running his hand over his ash grey hair, but his eyes are already undressing me. I lean into the steeltable, tongue wetting my lower lip, my black shirt undone just enough for him to see the bite mark Tate left on me.
He likes it when I’m marked…
He says it makes me look eager…
“Come on Doc, you miss me.”
My finger slides up the cool table.
“I miss you.”
The lie comes easy when you’re doing something for love. He walks slowly, hand already pressing against the bulge, I swallow hard as I bat my eyelashes for him.
“DUST is not a drug for you. Trust my word, Summer Time Madness is not the place for you if you want to come out alive.”
His words should scare me, but all it does is put the pieces together. Give my Queen the evolution she desperately chases, and Tate the connection…
It’s perfect.
