“You understand that Deux will come for me and that he will try to kill you for helping me?”
“Yes,” Canto snaps. “We know that, Mei. But now he’s made it personal, so we’re going to want to take him down just as hard.”
“This is crazy,” I say and lift my hand, but Brio still has hold of it.
“You should eat,” Ronit says grumpily. “I’m ordering food. What does everyone want?”
There is a silence, so I fill it.
“Cheeseburgers?” Ronit and I say at the same time.
Ronit’s laugh is husky and slams into me. A sound I want to hear again and again.
“Cheeseburgers it is.”
That easy. I don’t trust it. I want to trust it, but it’s so hard. Brio drags me down into my nest.
“We had all your clothes replaced.”
I turn, but we’re too close, and when I tilt my head up, my lips graze his. He doesn’t leave it like that but moves in, pressing me against the door frame, the soft skin of his lips brushing in the lightest caress over mine. I gasp and clutch at him as slick pools between my legs.
The heat sizzles through me, hotter than ever, and a whine tears out of me before I can stop it.
“Omega, you smell incredible.”
“I don’t.”
“The only omega I’ve ever smelled that I haven’t wanted to rip apart,” he continues in a dark, hungry voice. “I could get drunk on the scent of you, lost in you. You’re my favourite flavour, the drug that will lead me into addiction, the song I can’t stop singing. And I go happily,” he murmurs against my lips. “Happily.”
Most of what he’s saying doesn’t make sense, but I can’t get enough of him. Butterflies explode in my stomach, leaving me bereft and dizzy when he pulls away.
“I’ll send Lirin to help you with your clothes.”
I grab for him, but he moves stealthily away, leaving me weakened and leaning up against the door frame wondering what is happening with my body, and how do I even make it stop.
Lirin whistles as he appears. “Come on, Mei, I had the lady do something that will help you.”
I follow him into my nest, and he shows me the door to the closet.
“What is this?”
“This is for all your clothes.”
“All my clothes? What all? I only have one dress.”
Lirin clears his throat. “Yeah, we took care of that. It’s just not right for you to not have options. So, all these are your clothes.” He picks up my hand and guides me around the space. Five feet by three feet. All full of material.
“I can’t, I mean, what am I supposed to do with…” I trail off because I feel lost.
“You pick what you want, Mei. No one is going to force you to do anything. And you are far too beautiful to allow anyone to tell you what to do. Now, all these clothes are on hangers, and the hangers have buttons. See.”
He makes my finger press down on a button on a plastic stick he calls a hanger.
“Grey skinny jeans,” The mechanical voice says.
I hiss in surprise.
“It’s just a recording. No one is here. It’s just to help you choose. Easy, girl.”
