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took off. Before long, Jona was just a dot in the distance.
    We left the center of town and the roads got wider again. On the outskirts everything was quiet. The buildings around us were abandoned, with their paint peeling away from the sun.
    Even though the wind was rushing past our ears, Nadia tried to talk.
    "So where are we going?" she yelled.
    "To another motel," I yelled back.
    "Oh."
    I could hear her disappointment. Sure, it wasn't romantic, but where the hell else was I supposed to take her? It wasn't like we could just go to a restaurant in town. She knew that, didn't she?
    Nadia didn't have anything to say after that. It almost felt like she wasn't even there. As we drove down the desolate roads, silence surrounded us. What was on that girl's mind?
    The motel was a little nicer than the last one, a little more expensive. The kid working the front desk barely even looked up as I slid the cash over to him. I gave him a fake name and he didn't bother asking for ID. Just the kind of place I liked.
    The guests we passed on our way to our room seemed like the quiet type. Everybody was minding their own business. Just like they should be.
    I opened the door to our room and let Nadia inside. It seemed clean enough. There was a bed, a couch, a table. Normal stuff.
    Nadia perched on the edge of the chair and the first thing I did was pull off my jacket and shirt. I threw them on the couch and walked over to the mini fridge. Half of the bottles were empty or missing, but I pulled out what was left.
    "How are you?" Nadia asked.
    "Fine," I said.
    "That text the other day, what was it about?"
    "It was just business," I said, "don't worry about it. Was nothing important."
    The lies fell out of my mouth easily. Too easily.
    I held out a bottle for her, but she gasped and grabbed my hand.
    "What happened?"
    "What?"
    I looked down at my hand and saw the blood seeping from my knuckles. Oh yeah. That was from my fight with Slick. I had already forgotten.
    "You're bleeding!" Nadia said. "What happened?"
    I didn't answer. She stood up and tugged on my arms.
    "What happened? Why won't you tell me?" she yelled.
    I caught her face in my hands and held her still. She looked so worried that it made me smile. When was the last time someone was worried about me?
    "Baby," I said, "I just need you so much right now."
    It was true. I did. My lips crashed onto hers, and she struggled beneath me. I kissed her the way my body felt, like I needed her to live. Nadia dug her fingernails into my arms until they drew blood, but I didn't feel the pain. All I could feel was the perfect warmth of her body against me.
    Nothing anyone did could ever make me give that up.
    Nadia pulled her lips away.
    "Hunter –"
    I covered her lips with mine again, smothering her words. There wasn't anything to say now. There was nothing I could say that would explain everything. So we didn't need words.
    Little by little, Nadia stopped struggling. Instead of fighting against me, her lips pressed back into mine. Her mouth opened and let my tongue slip in. She was hot. Burning.
    I let go of Nadia's face and grabbed her legs. I picked her up and wrapped her thighs around me. Our lips were still locked together as I walked around the room and carried her to the large dining table. It was just the right height for what I wanted.
    I broke our kiss and looked down at her. Her lip gloss was smeared, the shine only remained at the edges of her lips. They were pink and plump, but not from the gloss. Nadia's eyes were still red. I wanted to wipe that make up right off of her face. She didn't need it. She was hiding something.
    But who was I to say anything about it?
    The straps of Nadia's dress had already fallen off of her shoulders. They were working their way down, and I decided to give them some help. The stretchy fabric was surprisingly easy to pull all the way down to her waist. Her breasts fell free and practically landed in my hands.
    "Don't girls wear bras anymore these days?"