Angry, Isla. You're angry with him. Don’t let a blood-covered psychopath mesmerise you into forgetting that you're pissed off with him.
‘Don’t youbabyme.’ I point and his smile falters, eyes widening. ‘What the fuck do you think you’re doing?’
‘I well…’
‘I… I…’ I mimic. ‘I’ll tell you what! You’re an idiot who almost gave your girlfriend a …’ I flail my arms around. ‘I don’t know what but I’m fucking pissed at you, Liam.’
He bites his bottom lip, dropping the jaw on the floor with a splat and in two big steps he’s holding me in his arms.
‘I love you so much, you incredible woman.’ Then he kisses me and… why was I angry again?
His tongue seeks mine out, and the taste of his blood is borderline sinful on my lips as I get lost in my man.
‘His… girlfriend? But he…’ A croaked voice draws me back to reality and why I’m royally pissed off.
Drawing back, I slap the mother fucker. ‘And who is she?’
I point at the bloodied face that I was just using as a punching.
‘God, I love it when you’re fiery.’
He leans in to kiss me again and I push at the big fuckers chest. ‘No, no, no. Who. The fuck. Is she!’
‘A scientist.’
‘A… scientist,’ I repeat.
‘Yes,’ he nods. Apparently finished with the explanations and wanting to suck my face again.
‘Why are you down here?’ I point a look around. ‘With a scientist?’
‘He wanted supplies.’ The woman answers for Liam, and despite my not quite liking her finishing for him, I rein in my anger to listen. ‘He wanted equipment for a birth.’
Look at the monster in front of me, eyes wide.
Now the fucker looks sheepish.
‘What is she on about?’
‘Kind of a long story, baby.’
‘I have time.’
‘And a lot of miscommunication.’ He adds.
‘Ummhmm,’ I can see how that largely factors in to all of this. ‘Explain before I kill her.’
Chapter forty-five
Liam
I'm about to jizz in my pants.
My sexy as fuckk queen is raging like a bull and all I can think about is how goddamned turned on I am. Who knew a set of pyjamas covered in blood could look so good on a woman? And her bump and massive tits fuckkk. Not to mention the new cool as fuck mask she’s got going on.
Isla has my head turning crazy.
My inner psycho is banging on the bars of his enclosure, screaming to be let out and fuck her senseless.
