Page 92 of How Forever Feels


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“Yes, do that!” Parker snapped.

“You’re sure about that?”

“Do I look like I’m fucking joking? And take away the machine guns. No one out here needs their house to be set up like Fort Knox.”

Knight scoffed. “You really don’t get it, do you? You will never be safe. No matter where you go, you’ve seen too much. You know the dangers that are out there. All those chums around town, they have no clue that someone tried to poison them just a few months ago. They had no idea that the last time theysaw their friends and loved ones not only could have killed them, but would have been the last time for good.Youknow that, and yet you still want me to walk away.”

God, he was making me feel awful for even asking him to remove the safety measures, but if Parker and I were going to live a normal life out here, we had to do it our own way.

“Knight, we really do appreciate the effort.”

Sighing, Knight tossed down the rag and picked up his bag. “You know, I’m ashamed. You would have been such an asset at Reed Security. Both of you. Fine, I’m out.”

“Thank you,” Parker said, holding back his anger.

We walked him to the door, hoping this was the last time we’d ever see him. It wasn’t that Knight was a bad apple, but he was so damn intense all the time.

“Don’t forget to set the alarm.”

Grinning at him, Parker shook his head. “You know, just this once, I think we’ll see how it goes.”

Knight shrugged. “It’s your funeral.”

As he walked away, an ominous feeling washed over me. “Maybe we should listen to him.”

Parker shook his head and disconnected the wall unit. “No way. I’m not letting Knight dictate what we do. If there’s one thing I know, it’s that fear can rule your life, and I’m not about to let that happen.”

Standing on my tiptoes, I brushed my lips over his. “You know, I’m feeling a second wind coming on. Maybe we should make it official.”

“Yeah?” he grinned, brushing his lips down my neck. “Meet you in the bedroom?”

“I’ll slip into something a little more tearable.”

He growled under his breath. “I like the way you think.”

Shooting him a saucy wink over my shoulder, I headed into the bedroom and grabbed the only piece of lingerie I owned, which was only because I’d gotten it as a wedding present from his sister, Lizzy.

Just as I was unzipping the back of the dress, I heard a strange sort of beeping from somewhere in the house.

“Parker? Do you hear that?”

“Uh…Blake?”

“Yeah?” I called out, trying to get the zipper from where it snagged on the fabric.

“Babe, something’s going on with the alarm.”

“I thought you shut it off?”

“I thought so, too.”

“Okay, I’ll be right out!” I called, finally getting the zipper undone. The dress pooled around my feet, and finally, I felt the freedom a woman could only feel when she was completely naked with no bra to restrict her.

“Uh, that feels so good.”

“Babe?”

“Coming!” I called out.