As he walks off, I realize my gaze is on his ass as he moves toward the bedroom, and I turn around, closing my eyes.
Get your shit together. He’s a fucking murderer.
14
Koen
Greer’s on the bed when I get out of the shower. My towel is slung low around my hips as I step before her, peering down as she flicks her eyes up at me.
She’s a lot calmer than she was earlier, which I’m grateful for. Her mood affects mine for some reason, and I don’t care for it much.
“Did you eat?”
She nods.
“Drink?”
She nods.
My fists curl as I try to contain myself.
I move into the closet, put on briefs, and toss my towel into the hamper before exiting. I take my time letting Bear out before putting away the leftover food.
When I returned from leaving her in the woods earlier, I didn’t know what to do with myself. I knew I couldn’t leave her, but I also knew that my anger sometimes gets the best of me. I don’t want to lose my shit with her.
She’s lying in the bed, staring at the ceiling, when I return to the room.
Shutting off the light, I sigh as I lie beside her.
“You said we were going todiscuss my stayhere.”
“I did.”
Silence greets me. Rubbing my temples, I grind my teeth.
She’s a force to be reckoned with, and I wonder if I’ll survive her. Earlier proved to me that I can’t kill her, not that I know why.
“I’m exhausted. We’ll talk tomorrow.”
“Are you going to kill me?”
“Probably not.”
“Probably?” The bed shifts as she turns onto her side.
Her stare burns into the side of my face.
“Greer. Leave it.”
“Leave, what? I clearly can’t escape you or this fucking cabin. I have the right to know why I’m here and what you will do with me.”
I try to count to ten and take some deep breaths as anger once again boils in my chest. “Go to bed.”
“No! Tell me what your plans are for me.”
Rolling into her quickly, I press her down into the bed, my hand over her lips.
Bear barks, pouncing near our feet like a hopped-up fool.
