For a moment, there’s stillness in the hospital room.
I hold my breath, wondering what will happen next.
To my surprise, Finn grabs my hand and yanks me toward the bed again. I flop against the side of the cot, and my watch beeps.
“You know who I am, don’t you?” Finn hisses, his eyes searching mine. There’s a flash of darkness in them. Something primal and dangerous.
I’m not even sure if he’s aware of it—that monster inside.
“Y-yes,” I say quietly. “I know who you are.”
His hold on me tightens, fingers burning into my skin. I stare into his face, which looks absolutely unreal. His hair is soft and silky. Monolid eyes, sharp and smoldering. His eyebrows are black and thick, almosttoothick. But they fit the rest of his strong, angular features. His jaw is sharp enough to replace a surgeon’s knife and his lips…
My watch beeps.
I avert my eyes from his mouth.
The one thing I hadn’t accounted for was how stunning The King’s bass player is in person. His princely good looks and that mysterious air draw you in like an impossible puzzle you want to put together.
I can see why girls would want to jump him.
I’ll admit. I’m momentarily shaken.
But attractive guys are not in my good books at the moment. Shawn was a looker too, and he ended up being a flaming pile of feces.
“You’re… Finn Cross,” I continue softly.
His nostrils flare as if he’s losing his patience.
“A-a member of The Kings…”
The fingers around my wrist constrict and make me wince.
“… My favorite band.”
Finn’s eyes widen. At once, he releases my hand and leans away from me like I threw a bomb at him. I massage my arm, noting the imprint of his fingers on my skin.
He’s powerful, damaging.
And unaware of it.
This could get dangerous.
A glance down at my watch reveals that my pulse is quickening.
Deep breaths, J.
I’m exactly who Finn thinks I am, but it’s not time for him to know that yet. The game is only just beginning.
“My band, huh?” Finn’s voice cracks with disbelief. “So you know Dutch…?”
I nod. “He plays guitar.”
Oh, that’s scratching the surface.
I know all about Dutch Cross and his darkness. His possessiveness. His anger. And his obsession with Cadence Cooper.
I know that he kept following her around when Cadence was disguised as “Redhead.” I know he went insane thinking he was falling in love with two girls when they were the same person. And I know he’s going insane now that she’s gone.
