“Shut up, Lia,” he hisses through gritted teeth.
Another thrust, and another one, each of them sending me hurtling to the peak of the wave. Each of them making his hand bleed.
“Logan, please! Don’t cut yourself, please!”
“Enough, Lia.”
Fuck! He pumps the handle harder into me, and soon, I forget everything but the way the weapon is drawing all my pleasure from me, igniting my very core, until at last I’m tensing around it, my orgasm ripping through me.
It takes me a moment to realize that Logan’s moved. The knife is still buried in my pussy, but he’s gone around to the other side of me, and is untying the belt.
“Aren’t you going to kill me?” I can’t believe I’m stifling a yawn as I ask that question, but I wasn’t lying when I told Everest I was exhausted, and the orgasm has finished me off.
He chuckles and walks back to his place on the couch. Straddling me again, he toys with the knife, making the handle twist uncomfortably in my pussy. “Did you really believe I would, ghost girl?”
“Uhm…” I wince as he continues to play with the knife, then wince harder when I see the trail of blood dripping from his palm. “I guess… I guess I did.”
“Hmm.” He goes back to twisting the knife around inside me, and I start to squirm from overstimulation and from the adrenaline that still hasn’t fully died down. But a little bubble of hope pushes up through those layers, worming its way into my throat.
“Does that mean you’renotbringing me back to Carmelo?”
He looks up, blinking his eyes in a way that makes me realize just how fogged up they’re getting.
“Logan,” I insist. “Are you bringing me to Carmelo?”
“What do you think, little ghost?”
I click my tongue in impatience. “I want you to tell me.”
He stares at me, something other than just fog swirling in his eyes, and I swallow nervously.
“Well? Go on.Tellme, Logan.”
I don’t mean to sound the way I did back in high school, but the harsh, bratty tone breaks out of me.
Logan’s features harden, and even the fog in his eyes seems to grow sharper as he mutters, “No,youtell me. Tell me, Lia. Tell me why… you drugged me.”
A moment later, he’s keeled over, his body lying heavy on mine.
22
Lia
It takes a surprisingly long time for me to get out from under Logan’s unconscious body. Maybe because it’s not easy moving with a knife up your pussy. But at last I manage to free myself, both of the body and of the weapon.
I have a pang of guilt as I creep into Aurora’s room, hurriedly dress and grab a few belongings, then reach down into the crib for her. I’m starting to wonder if I’m making the biggest mistake of my life.
Logan had me convinced he was going to kill me, and yet, it turned out he was just toying with me. Maybe that means he’s not serious about bringing me back to Carmelo either.
But in that case, we wouldn’t have spent the past few days driving to Idaho, would we?
It seems far more likely he just doesn’t take the threat seriously.
Maybe I shouldn’t be running. Maybe I should be trying to convince him.
But he’s so unpredictable. So cruel. How can I possibly count on him?
Especially now that I’ve drugged him. Any softness he might still have had will be gone for good when he wakes up andremembers what I did to him.
