Page 670 of Love Bites

In my insane jealousy, I’d managed to out my relationship with Billy Bob to the whole entire town. The video would come back to haunt me over and over again. I’d have to put up with kissy faces and knowing looks from every customer who walked into the restaurant. I wondered if I could “call in stupid.” If there were a trial, I was certain a plea of not guilty by mental defect would be upheld. I’d lost my damned mind, and I lost it in front of everybody.

Why was this happening to me?

I went to Sunny’s Outlook, shaken by my sudden claiming and abandoning my mate. I was all twisted up with joy and surprise and horror. I shut the door behind me.

It suddenly registered that I’d entered the main dining room without using my key. Why the hell would Sunny leave the restaurant unlocked?

I headed for the light switch, but as I threaded my way through the tables, I smelled the tang of animal musk and the sweetness of sassafras.

Shit. I spun and headed for the exit, but a sharp sting in my neck slowed my pace. I screamed as terror filled me like a hive of buzzing, angry bees. A hand slapped over my mouth, and I felt dizzy, warm…light headed. Whoever it was, had doped me. No, no, no! In a few seconds, I felt floaty and dreamy.

My heart cried out for my mate, for Billy Bob.

Then there was nothing but endless dark.

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