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He broke away from the kiss and began to trail his lips down her neck.

Her nipples grew tight and her pussy slick. She wanted him so desperately.

Suddenly, he pulled away. “Not here.”

“Why not?”

“It’s not safe.”

She tilted her head to the side, surprised that he’d stopped. “Wherever you are, it’s safe.”

Chains smiled. “Well … listen to me. I know what’s good for the both of us, and staying here, is not good.”

He grabbed both of their bags, and he took them downstairs toward the door, as she followed him out to the waiting car. Once the bags were inside the trunk, he opened the passenger door for her. She waited as he secured her seatbelt.

“I can do that,” she said, trying not to laugh.

“I know you can, but I want to do it.”

She felt warmth fill her as his hand brushed across her breasts. Pushing some of her hair off her face, she sat back waiting for him to climb into the car.

He wants to take care of me.

Chains got behind the wheel, and she waited for him to start the engine.

He didn’t pull away from the curb though. They stayed still, and for several seconds she did nothing but wait.

Glancing around her, she then looked at him, and he looked torn.

“What is it?”

“I’m … thinking.”

“You can’t think and drive?”

He turned toward her. His gaze hard. “My cabin is a safe place.” It sounded like he was thinking out loud. The interior lights clicked off, and the quiet was deafening.

“Safe like your house?” she asked.

“No. It’s more secure than this.”

“Then what’s the problem?”

He stared straight ahead, his jaw twitching. “You’re going to hate me.”

“I don’t get this, Chains. Don’t you want to go to your safe house?” she asked.

He let out a heavy breath. “I’m going to regret this.”

Chains suddenly grabbed her head and his other hand covered her face. There was a cloth in his hand, and she gasped, struggling against him.

“I’m sorry, baby, but I can’t risk your safety. You’ll never know the way to the cabin. It’s only me, and I will always take care of you.”

Everything started to get blurry, and she stared into his eyes. She felt safe.

Even though he was putting her to sleep, just staring into his depths, she knew without a doubt that he was going to take care of her.

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Tags: Sam Crescent Killer of Kings Romance