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“It’s the sah at ti in a bubble—your life is so free of every day shit like rent and bills and all that stuff But that bubble isn’t exactly protective, since it includes a truck load of danger It’s way scarier than my years on the run And yet, I’ve never felt safer Is that weird?”

“No Not weird at all I know exactly what you mean”

That littlemust have made him feel as uncomfortable as it did me, because we both briefly looked away “Have you seen anything of your parents since you Turned?” I asked

“No If I was a Sventé, I guess I could have But with these red irises? No Both one noay My dad died in action And my mother then drank herself to death” He moved his hand fro ’ and let the from their lives once before They didn’t deserve to have it happen twice”

I blinked “Twice?”

“I was abducted as a baby by so weirdo who couldn’t have a kid of her own and so decided that I’d be hers”

I felt my jaw drop “What? No way”

“Way The police tracked me down after three weeks, but it must have felt like years to my parents I don’t remember any of it, obviously But I re tih”

I lightly touched his chest “I’ what else to say to so like that What a head wrecker it would be to know you’d been kidnapped as a baby

The hand on my hip slipped down to palm my butt “Love this ass,” he said

Apparently ere done with the heavy stuff Good Because our talks made it hard to remember that ere only about sex

He squeezed my butt “Has anyone ever taken you here?”

“No And you won’t be doing it either”

His mouth kicked up into a smile, and his eyes then dropped to my chest “Hmm, such pretty breasts” He dipped down and sucked one nipple into his mouth

My eyes fluttered closed, and I palmed the back of his head The whole tiue, his hands roamed over me, sure and bold Every little touch felt … more Because I was conscious of how little time we had left