When I feel the ecstasy kick in, I check to see if her light’s returned, but it’s still not there. I miss it. Its warm glow made me feel…It made me feelsomethingfor once.
How do I get it back?
Chapter 7
Chloe
My arms are numb, and my bones ache from the chill that’s settled in them despite the heat blasting in the car. I’m mostly dry now after getting waterboarded by the twisted fucker sat next to me.
Zack’s clearly too hot since he’s taken his jacket off, and there’s a bead of sweat on his brow. Yet, he’s not bothered to turn the heat off for himself.
I have a clearer view of his body like this. Not that I should be looking. He’s undone the top few buttons of his black shirt, showing a tease of more tattoos on his chest. It’s hard to make out what they are exactly, but I get the feeling they’re all kinds of dark and twisted.Sataniceven. Thinking that word gives me a thrill.
His sleeves are rolled up to his elbows, and the insane image of being choked out by his thick, veiny forearms pops into my head. Lord, why do I have sex on the brain? Is this really what they’ve turned me into? Some sex-hungry vessel.
More tattoos catch my eye. They fascinate me. No one at the convent had any, neither did my mom, and I don’t recallanyone before that. She kept to herself after her health deteriorated and she lost her job. I liked it just the two of us though. I’d take the quiet lonely days with her over the quiet suffocating ones at the convent any day.
Shifting in my seat, I discover how sore I am from how Zack took me. I may have been wet, but I was hardly ready. The guy’s bigger than anyone I’ve been with before, and has obviously never heard of foreplay.
You still enjoyed it, a little voice in my head taunts.
I know, and I’m still trying to figure out why.
“Enjoying the view?” Zack drawls.
“Are you always this smug?”
“Sometimes you gotta be.”
“What does that mean?”
There’s a silent pause. My interest in him hasn’t lessened, but I don’t want to give him the attention he craves by asking more questions. Seems he’s self-centered enough to do that himself.
“My dad always said I sucked all the oxygen out of any room I was in, and I should learn to shut my mouth. Thought I might as well keep taking up that space by being a smug asshole.” He grins at me, but this time it doesn’t meet his eyes.
“You don’t have a good relationship with him?”
“Darlin’, we are not unpacking my daddy issues. If either of us is confessing anything about ourfathers,it’ll be you. I still want to know what happened before I found you.”
A part of me wants to tell him how alike we really are, but I’m afraid he’ll use the truth against me. It’s not worth the risk.
“Where are we going?” I ask, steering our conversation in a safer direction.
“Wherever the road takes us.”
That was not the answer I was hoping for. If there’s no end destination in sight, then who knows how long I have to survive with him.
I’ve never been this far away from the convent. I want to ask if he’s from around here, but then he’d think I want to get to know him.
The town the other sisters and I would visit was fairly small, and a guy like him would definitely stick out.
I can just imagine how the girls would giggle if they saw him. They would have kept me awake the whole night whispering about how hot he is.Ugh, I didn’t just think that.
What I need is some space away from him, and fast. “I need to pee,” I blurt out.
“You should have gone back at the gas station.”
Gritting my teeth, I say, “Like you would have given me chance to. I didn’t need to go then anyway.”And I don’t need to now.
