Page 73 of Auctioned to the Devil

I look at her.

Her eyes flick down.

Once.

His foot.

I understand.

Smart girl.

She drives her heel down on his instep.

He flinches.

That’s all I need.

I cross the distance.

My hand closes around the gun.

I twist his wrist away from her and drive my forehead into his face.

Emily drops.

The gun hits the floor.

I hit him until he stops moving.

“Caleb.”

I’m already turning.

She’s on her knees.

I pull my knife and cut the ties.

Her arms go around my neck.

Hard.

I crush her against me.

For one second, I let myself have it.

Her breath.

Her body.

Her hands gripping my jacket.

“You came.”

I bury my face against her hair. “Always.”

A sound behind me.

Slow clapping.