Page 41 of Sinners Keepers
I could barely stand up straight. My limbs were heavy as I dragged myself away from the scene. Every step was agony, the abrasions littering my abdomen burning with each step.
My throat tightened, and the deep urge to seek Ellis out again tonight seeped into my bones.
I tripped over a stone. Pain shot through my body, reminding me I didn’t have a choice in the matter and wasn’t likely to be able to find him regardless.
I stumbled through the darkness, carefully listening for anyone on my heels, but the creepy fucking silence stretched on. There was nothing and no one.
My heart hammered in my chest as I made my way towards a thicket of trees near the back. With a sharp intake of breath, I cleared the rickety fence surrounding the perimeter, my body screaming in pain as I landed on the other side.
Are woods haunted, too?Fuck. The ones surrounding a cemetery probably were.
I picked up my pace, and once I was certain I was far enough away from any potentially angered spirits, I stopped to take a breath. Leaning against a tree, I felt my pockets for my phone. The dumb shit didn’t even bother taking it. I pulled it out and tapped the grimy screen.
No service.
Great.
I had no idea where the fuck I was or how I would manage getting home. I was under no delusions that I wouldn’t need medical attention.
I steeled myself against the pain and fatigue and pushed off the tree. I knew I would have to go back in the direction I came if I wanted to easily find my way back to the main road. My heart palpitated at the thought of walking through the cemetery alone at night, but I was stupid to come this way to begin with, so I sucked it up and made my way back.
CHAPTERTWENTY-THREE
Hunt
The bed dipped at my back, and I turned, expecting to find Law there, but a pair of pretty, dark brown eyes stared back at me.
“Ijah,” I breathed, a smile forming on my lips.
He tugged me into him, kissing along my jawline. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“That’s okay. I didn’t mean to fall asleep.” I snuggled into him, resting my head on his chest.
The door crept open and I peeked in that direction, eager for Law to come to finish what we’d started, but it was Alec who came into view.
I plopped my head back down and released a sigh, feeling deflated. Maybe he’d changed his mind? The thought made my stomach twist uncomfortably.
Alec stopped at the edge of the bed, running his hand over my hair. “Sick of me already?” He asked.
“No,” I grumbled. “I’m just anxious about Law.”
“Anxious to get in his pants?” Ijah asked, his deep laugh rumbling against my ear.
I playfully smacked his chest but then thought for a second. “Yeah, actually,” I admitted.
They both chuckled as I rolled onto my back and sat up against the headboard.
“His car is gone,” Alec said nonchalantly as if it were a normal occurrence for him to leave in the middle of the night without telling anyone.
Maybe it was. I hadn’t been here long, so it’s not like I would know.
Alec circled the bed and climbed in on my other side, propping himself up on his elbow and staring at me with those big brown eyes of his.
I felt a pang of guilt that I was lying in between two of my favorite humans ever, yet I still felt sad that Law wasn’t here, too. I guessed that was what it was like when you felt like your whole heart belonged to three separate people. “Do you think maybe he forgot about me?” I glanced over at Ijah, worrying my lip.
His eyes softened and he brushed a strand of hair from my face. “Oh, baby. Of course, he didn’t forget about you. I would bet good money he came in to find you asleep and snuck back out to do whatever he needed to do before you woke.”
“Ugh,” I grumbled again.
