Page 121 of Sacrifice
“Get out of here!” I shout, my body rocking with fury. “Leave. Now.”
“I’d like to see what else is tight on you, sweetheart.” Davidson grins, acting like he didn’t hear me. He leans forward and I take a step back. And then another. And another until my back is flat against the wall.
He looms over me, caging me in with his hands. I can feel his breath on my face, his aggression rolling off of him.
I glance around quickly for something to grab, for an alarm to push, but there’s nothing. Just the bedside table with a coloring book and a foam cup.
“Get away from me,” I growl, pressing myself against the wall and as far away from him as I can.
He doesn’t flinch. He takes his right hand off the wall. I breathe in a small sigh of relief that’s one second too soon.
In one lightning-quick move, his right forearm is across my chest and his left hand is cupping me between my legs. I try to jerk forward but am caught by the tree trunk he has for an arm.
“You asshole!” I all but scream, my throat constricting around my words.
He leans his face in close to mine. “Your body knows a real man when it sees it. Don’t feel bad. It happens all the time.”
I take advantage of him being so close and bang my forehead off of his nose. He isn’t expecting it, but it doesn’t exactly hurt him either. I can see a glimmer in his eye, and I prepare myself to scream bloody murder.
He releases me and takes a couple of steps back, his hand wiping across his nose. He watches me, almost with a look of approval or respect. I’m not sure. All I can really concentrate on is getting closer to the door.
“You might wanna take the fight instead of Crew.” He laughs, joining Jason on the other side of the room. “You fight better than he does. I’d even let you walk outta there just so we can have makeup sex later.”
“Go to hell and you can take this with you.” I shove the check at his chest, but he ignores it. My hands shake as I pull them back, watching the check flutter to the floor.
“She’s a feisty one.” He laughs, glancing at Jason. “I love it.”
He grins mischievously and rubs his thumb against his forefinger. He brings his hand to his face, breathing in deeply, before licking his fingers. “Damn, I can see why these brothers passed her around.”
“If you don’t get out of here now, I don’t care what the NAFL does, I’ll have you reported for assault.Get the fuck out of here!”
“You aren’t reporting shit,” Davidson barks. “You won’t risk the fight getting called off. All you’re going to do is go back to that pussy of a man I’m about to break in half and tell him all about what just happened.”
His eyes light up and I know that’s exactly what he wants to happen.
“You’d love that, right? Well, you, Mr. Davidson, can go fuck yourself.”
He takes a step towards me and Jason pulls on his shirt, drawing him back.
“Let’s go, Hunter,” Jason says and starts for the door.
Hunter follows but stops abruptly. “Tell Crew not to worry about ya after this fight. I’ll take care of ya.” He winks.
“Tell him yourself. See how that works out for you.Again.” I wink.
He shrugs like he doesn’t really care one way or the other, but I can see I’ve irritated him. It’s a small victory, but I’ll take it.
“You’ve finished yourcharity worktoday, Hunter. Let’s go,” Jason says.
“Mycharitable acts. . .” He looks at Jason and busts out laughing, his anger sloshing beneath the surface of his tone. “My charitable acts can include the gift of orgasm, Mrs. Gentry. It’s kind of a coveted thing by women, especially ones passed around. Likeyou.I’ll leave the invitation open until after the fight. Your tune might change after I kill your boy.”
His eyes shine like a tiger ready to pounce. “And I do meankill.”
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JULIA
My hand shakes,the adrenaline still coursing through me minutes later as I dial Will’s number. Although Hunter is gone, the room still smells like him. His energy is still in here, crawling over my skin. I shiver, waiting on Will to answer.
