Page 138 of Without You (Love Wanted in Texas 1)

Blake turned, walked through the door, and then shut it. He gently lay me down on the bed and looked at me. I tried to stand up, but I was so dizzy and felt so sick.

“What? Wh-why am I…I feel sick.”

Blake began taking his pants off.

My heartbeat picked up. I swallowed hard and put my hand to my stomach. “Why? What are you doing? I want to leave. I need—”

I leaned over when I felt like I was going to throw up.

I feel so tired. I just need to leave.

“Alex…”

I closed my eyes in an attempt to gain some control of the situation.

Will, I need you.

I took in a few deep breaths. I felt so groggy. What is wrong with me?

“Alex…”

Blake’s voice pulled me back into the moment. I turned and looked at him. He wasn’t wearing any pants.

“No. God, please no. Blake, don’t do this. I don’t want this.”

“Just calm down, Alex. The drug will set in soon, and you won’t remember a thing, angel.”

I shook my head and then moaned. The room was still spinning. I pushed myself further away from him as he smiled.

“That’s it, baby. Let’s get those shorts off now, shall we?”

I began kicking my legs the best I could. They felt so heavy though.

I can’t breathe. I need air.

Will!

I began crying as I whispered, “Please don’t do this, Blake.”

He pushed my legs down and held them as he began to unbutton my shorts.

I closed my eyes.

Will!

Oh God, Will, I need you…please.

I began thinking about the last time Will and I had been together. I was his and only his. Our love was a perfect, untouched love.

I snapped my eyes open. I was not going to let this happen. I relaxed, which caused Blake to relax his grip on my legs. Blake was saying something about waiting too long to have me.

I said, “Let me…let me take my own…shorts off.” I could barely talk.

“That’s what I’m talking about, angel.”

My head was beginning to hurt more. I lifted my leg and gathered all my strength. Then, I kicked him as hard as I could.

Blake let out a loud moan and then yelled, “You fucking bitch!”

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