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Fiona whimpered, and he did it again, starting a long, rhythmic series of thrusts, each one bringing them closer, chaining them together.
He never separated his lips from hers, never wanting to be apart from her. She’d become such a key element of his world that he had no center without her. No damn strength to go on. To continue. To survive without her.
Fiona’s fingers dug into his shoulders, her leg curving around his hips, urging him deeper. Faster.
He reached for her breast, rolling her bud between his thumb and forefinger.
Her nails bit into his skin, her back arched, then she broke, her long, passion-filled screams cutting through the air. Callum wanted to hold on, but at the feel of her walls pulsing around him, he growled and his body shattered. For her. Always for her.
CHAPTER29
“Oh my freaking God, this room is packed.”
Fiona chuckled at Jenny’s words, her gaze sweeping over the mass of bodies in the library. “It really is.”
There were people everywhere, of all ages. Mostly women, all fans of the historical romance author who stood at the front of the room, but some obvious husbands who’d been dragged along. It was actually pretty special to have the author in a small-town library like Cradle Mountain.
Her gaze flicked to the back door. She could just make out Liam through the crowd. Callum stood at the front entry point, and she was pretty sure they had a third man roaming around outside. No one would be getting her out of this place except the guys.
It would have been easier to just take a day of leave, something she’d mentioned to her favorite boss, but Rick had insisted they needed all hands on deck. And actually, seeing how many people had turned up, he wasn’t wrong.
“Why are you two just standing there?”
Fiona jumped and spun at Rick’s voice. God, was he hearing her thoughts now too? Was she not safe anywhere? She cleared her throat. “We’re just making sure everyone has a seat.”
“By standing and watching?”
“Well, no—” Jenny tried, but Rick cut her off.
“Go.” Then he blew out a breath like he was trying to calm himself. “I’m sorry, I’m just…stressed. Please help people to their seats so we can get started.”
She’d told him about the twin sister and the danger. He’d looked shocked and gone really quiet. Since then, he’d been making an effort to be less of an asshole. He still was an asshole, of course, just a bit less. Even now, as she watched the back of him as he moved away, she knew if she ever got him alone in a room with a bat in her hand—
“You fantasizing about his death too?” Jenny asked.
“Baseball bat and an empty room.”
“Baseball bat? Ha. My fantasy has a torture chamber and a vat of acid.”
Fiona laughed before splitting off from Jenny and moving through the crowd. She spoke to a few people, helped a couple get to their seats, but intentionally beelined for the outer edge of the crowd near the front so she could see Callum. When her eyes landed on him, it was to see him at the door, talking to Tyler, who she guessed was manning the exterior of the library.
It all felt a bit like overkill. Even the craziest psychotic wouldn’t attempt to kidnap her in front of all these people…would they? If this sisterdidwant to take her place, she wouldn’t very well kill her in front of everyone. That was just stupid.
But she hadn’t argued with Callum’s plan, because she knew he was nervous. He’d barely been himself for days, his gaze continually scanning every place they went, double-checking the locks and alarms at home, calling for backup on most of their outings.
As if he felt her gaze, his eyes shifted to her, and his deep frown eased, replaced by one side of his mouth lifting. Then he winked.
He’d also been doingthata lot—trying to hide how anxious he was by erasing it from his face when he looked at her. She returned the smile and walked over to him, not caring if Rick saw.
Immediately, his arm swept around her waist, and he kissed her. “You okay?”
“Mm-hmm.” She wet her lips, gaze skirting his face. “Are you?”
“Yeah, we got it all covered out here.”
Not really what she was asking. “I’ve got to get back before Rick sees me. But I was thinking Chinese takeout for dinner.”
His smile broadened. “Can’t wait.”
