Page 18 of Severance

“You don’t fucking know that!” He growls harshly and leans down in my face. His soft brown eyes are dark and angry. “This is not up for discussion. Get in the fucking car.”

Wrapping his hand around my arm, I let him drag me to the passenger seat and climb in with a huff.”

“And then what, Kai?” I retort just as he’s shutting the door. “We get in the car and then what?”

Kai pauses, holding the door open just enough for me to see the storm brewing in his chocolate-colored eyes.

“We run.”

KAI

“Fuck that,” Dahlia barks as I slide into the driver’s seat. Ignoring her, I turn on the car and put it in drive, pulling back onto the gravel road.

Dahlia spins in her seat and glares at me. “There is no way in hell we are running, Kai,” she says angrily.

I speed down the road, coasting around the turns until we’re out of the trees and pulling onto the paved road.

“Pull the car over,” she orders as she continues to glare at me.

What the fuck?

Ignoring her, I step on the gas harder and the car speeds down the road. Dahlia turns from me and sits forward, staring out the windshield.

From the corner of my eye, I see her hand creeping to the handle of the door. “Don’t,” I warn her, without slowing the car.

“This is going to go one of two ways, Kai,” she says quietly. “You can either pull this car over or I’ll get out now.”

Glancing down at the dashboard, I clench my jaw as I see we’re going over ninety mph.

“If you jump out of this car, there’s no way you’re surviving that.”

Dahlia’s stormy green eyes meet mine as I glance over at her and her hand grips the door handle.

Dahlia doesn’t bluff.

She talks shit but she doesn’ttalkshit.

She’ll fucking do it.

Letting out a breath in defeat and annoyance, I slow down the car and slam on the brakes. Dahlia falls back into her seat and onto the center console as I jerk the car onto the shoulder of the road.

Putting the car in park, I glance down at Dahlia’s head as it lands on my lap. My cock twitches in my pants, with her that close and grows hard under her weight.

Fuck.

Grabbing her by the shoulders, I push her back into her seat and discreetly adjust my pants. Dahlia glares at me as she reaches to open the car door.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I demand, locking the door before she can open it.

“I’m not running with you, Kai.” She shakes her head in disappointment. “I’m not leaving here knowing they’re all still alive, going about their daily lives as if they didn’t take everything away from us.”

There she is… my fighter.

The fire burns deep inside her and she’s ready to burn the city to ash.

“You don’t want to run, then we won’t run,” I agree, sensing her need for revenge.

Her eyes widen as she releases the door handle and stares at me. “You’re not leaving me?”

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