Like a forest princess.Or Bella when she finally becomes a vampire.
Still, I need to change, and the only clothing I have stashed here is more of the same; a similar black lace negligee and some fresh panties—gracias Dios.
All I really care about right now is inhaling some trail mix and Gatorade, then showering and changing my damn underwear.
It really shouldn’t matter… but Irefuseto face Diablo like this.I’m a mess.
I don’t need him to acknowledge how hot I am before I kill him, but it’d be an added bonus.
Ugh.I roll my eyes at myself. But it doesn’t stop me from shimmying in relief when I find that my stashed toiletries, which I pilfered from the armory before I got locked up, are still in my hiding spot.
There’s a bathroom in the basement of the staff house that’s sparsely used—because it’s old and moldy as shit.But hey, it’s better than nothing.
I climb in through the low window and I’m in the shower less than two minutes. It feels incredible, even with lukewarm water that smells like pennies, and I’m basking in it.
As soon as I turn the water off, I hear something… Once again, it’s the very obvious sounds of people hooking up.
Okay… people are very much still fucking on this island. Sheesh.
I don’t know why I’m surprised. Boredom was the reason for all the fucking before. The lockdown only made it worse.
Slipping into my fresh undies and nightgown, I’m trying not to actively listen, though it’s difficult. They’re not exactly beingcoy. I can’t make out anything they’re saying, which is good. Something tells me it’d be filthy and I really need to focus.
When I’m done, looking pretty and smelling fresh again, I head back out into the storm, purposely hustling away from the sex noises. But I come to a halt when I spot Felix Darcey and Dr. Love, scampering, hand-in-hand, toward the garden.
They look sohappy, and a pang hits me in the chest. Something I’m unfamiliar with…Not quite jealousy, but much more longing than anything I’ve felt before.
I’m not one to desire a relationship. It’s not me.
Butwhoare you then…?
Do you even know?
Gulping, I blink saltwater from my lashes as my gaze follows them; two people so painfully in love, it’d be impossiblenotto want that in some form…Right?Like Luthor and Ren, Velle, Rook and Joy… hell, even those two screwing behind the house.
It’s the undeniable chemistry. Craving someone down to your marrow; living and breathingthem.
I never wanted it before…because revenge has been that for me.
Not happening this time. Forget the love and lust that spread faster than black mold on this island. Not for me… I don’t need it.
What I need is el diablo on his knees…
Withmy knife athis throat, obviously.
Dios,enough.
Unease binds my stomach, and I turn away from them quickly. In an effort to avoid them, I go east. And this time when I’m stopped, it’s by The Ivory’s barking voice.
“What do you mean the servers are off??” He’s on the phone, racing down the front steps toward one of the SUV’s.
Ducking behind a tree, my gut is fluttering more than usual while I peer his way, watching him snap at two of his men, following swiftly after him.
“Listen, I have something important to attend to right now,” he grumbles impatiently, climbing into the vehicle. “Just go get—”
His words are cut off when he closes the door.
Dammit.
