Page 26 of Rescued By the Convicts
“Why not call it Anti-Serilium?” Ivan asked.
“Because writing on a tiny metal bottle isn’t as easy as it sounds, especially when all you have is a thick marker handy. And I didn’t want to call attention to it if anyone ever gained access to my lab. Most pharmaceuticals start with an alphanumeric designation.”
Jayce’s hands snuck under her shirt again, his fingers running along the top of her pants. “Speaking of jizz. . .”
“Keep it in your pants until we know this place is secure,” Ivan scolded him.
“I promise to lock her in my bedroom with me and not come out until you give the all-clear. If even then.”
Jayce’s humor didn’t prevent the shiver racing down her back. She could almost feel Liden’s hand clamping over her mouth from behind.
“That’s not a bad idea. Melina, stay with Jayce in his room while Reece and I search for that second access.”
“Then what?” she asked.
“We secure it.”
“He means anything from a zurlite lock to blasting the mountain over us until it seals us in.”
“Very funny, Jayce.” Ivan threw him an annoyed look.
“And yet you didn’t deny it,” Jayce quickly replied.
Oddly, Jayce’s demeanor had improved merely from her sitting with him. Perhaps the time alone with him would do them both some good. She could use the distraction right now. Thinking of Zev and Liden. . . She shivered again until Jayce took her hand and led her down the hallway. This would be a good chance to talk with him about whatever had him acting so odd lately.
The moment he shut the door to his room, Jayce said, “Strip.”
“What?”
“You heard me. Strip.”
“I’m not your whore, Jayce.” What was wrong with him? “I came here to talk while they search the bunker. That’s all.”
“I want to fuck, not talk.” He stripped, showing off his very hard cock. “You want to calm me down, then get on all fours.”
She slapped his hand away when he started lifting her shirt. “What is wrong with you?”
“Nothing. I haven’t had you in a while. It’s my turn.”
She headed for the door, but then he blocked it.
“I could scream. Both Reece and Ivan would run in here.”
“Go ahead. They can hold you down for me.”
Now she understood. He was being an ass on purpose. “You’re pushing me away again. Why?”
He thrust his fingers through his hair. “Because I’m no better than those miners who were chasing you yesterday. You need to see that.”
“Have you ever raped a woman?”
“No.”
“Then you’re nothing like them.”
“I’m worse,” he spat out as he moved from the door and sat on the bed, head hung low. “Go on, Melina. Leave. Get away from me while you can.”
She knelt on the floor in front of him, her hands on his knees as she tried to make eye contact. “You’re nothing like them, Jayce. You have a lot of anger in you, but you know right from wrong, and—”
