Page 130 of Inevitable Destruction

“That’s where you’re wrong, Dominik. Giving her what she needs has never been difficult for me. It’s sharing her that is. And I refuse to do that.” He turns to look at me, his dark, soulless eyes peering into mine.

“I’m not asking you to.”

“Good. Keep your head out of your ass because I’m not coming to save you again, no matter how badly she begs me.”

“I doubt you could say no to her, but I plan on it.” His lip quirks at the corner, fighting a smile at my words, the neon light from the sign in the window reflecting on his face. I take one last glance inside through the large window. Essa’s sitting on the same table I was on, a smile on her lips as Jaxon tattoos her ankle. The big dude hovers over him, his arms crossed over his chest still and looking pissed off at the world.

I release a breath and spin on my heels, heading for my car. After starting it, my eyes closing briefly at the rumble of the engine underneath me, I plug my phone into the AUX and hit shuffle on my playlist.

Just as “Better Than Drugs” by Skillet comes on, knuckles rasp on my window. As I roll it down, Vincent leans into the frame, dipping his head in my line of sight because of how fucking tall he is.

“Disappear from Le Grande. There’s nothing for you there, and as much as I hate your fucking guts, I don’t want to lie to Essa if I don’t have to. So, get your shit and leave that town. Make a new life for yourself.”

His words surprise the fuck out of me, and I find myself speechless. He rasps his knuckles a few times on the roof before stepping away and back into the shop, beelining to Essa. I take the hint and pull away before she can see me leaving.

His words sit with me as I drive through the city and jump on the interstate towards the only home I’ve ever known, though it’s never felt like home. I’ve never felt that except for when I was in Rhett’s arms.

Everything disappeared with him, and if I’m not careful, I could easily fall back into him.

The closer I get, the stronger I feel that pull—the one that irrevocably connects us—and I light another cigarette, fixing my hat on my head out of habit.

He’s my most coveted drug, the one I never found an antidote for.

I can already feel the toxins of his touch in my skin, bringing me back to life.

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