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Aden’s gaze.
    “We’ve gotta stop,” he chokes out. “Twenty miles to Virginia.”
    “Get to Virginia, but don’t stop at the first hotel you come to,” I warn him.
    “Ha! Easy for you to say,” he counters.
    My hands soothe up and down Blair’s bare back while her head rests on my shoulder, my semi-hard cock still buried inside her because I don’t want to pull out yet. I just want to stay like this with my angel in my arms, comforting her, because after all the hell she’s been through, she gave herself to me. While I’m sure it was somewhat painful, I also know part of it felt good to her. Hopefully enough that she’ll let me fuck her again. Soon. Once she’s had time to heal.
    “How you doing?” I ask her.
    “Amazing,” she replies softly, making me smile when she winds her arms tighter around my neck.
    I know I don’t deserve her, but that doesn’t mean I’ll ever be able to give her up. It’s selfish of me to want to keep her, yet I’m pretty sure that letting her go now would kill me. I’m addicted to the way it feels to actually take care of someone else, to have her appreciation and trust.
    “Bridge coming up,” Aden says, unfortunately reminding me of the dead body in the back. Shit. Blair is probably gonna freak out when she realizes…
    “Stop in the middle,” I tell him, hoping that’s where the water is the deepest, with the least chance of the asshole’s body washing up on shore right away.
    Gently lifting Blair over to the seat next to me, I zip up my pants and slip my shirt and jacket back on before telling her, “I’ll be right back.”
    “Why? What are you doing?” she asks, her small hand clutching my forearm like she doesn’t want me to leave her, even for a second. That blackened organ in my chest beats harder. I had no idea that having someone depend on me to be their protector would be so goddamn gratifying.
    “Won’t take but a minute,” I promise her.
    When Aden opens his door to get out, the dome light shines brightly on Blair’s wide green eyes and the bruises on her neck, face and arms. I hate seeing that shit on her, and I definitely don’t want her to see what’s in the cargo area, so I hit the overhead button to turn the lights off. Leaning forward, I kiss Blair quickly on the lips before I climb out and meet Aden at the back of the SUV.
    He looks around the darkness for oncoming cars before quickly lifting the hatch.
    “Let’s go that way,” I tell him softly, nodding over my shoulder behind us, so there’s less chance of Blair seeing his body. Since Aden’s near Roger’s upper body, he grabs his arms, avoiding his bleeding head, and I grab his legs. Between the two of us, we quickly guide him over to the guard rail.
    “On three,” I say. “One, two, three.” Together we toss the dead man into the creek, and he lands with a splash. Aden and I both lean over the rail and watch him sink until his pale, naked skin disappears into the dark depths of the water.
    Instead of remorse, all I feel is relief and anger. I shouldn’t have trusted Roger, but I don’t regret the day I took the phone call from him. If I hadn’t answered, would he have called someone else, someone who wouldn’t have fallen for Blair and just killed her right away? There could already be someone else tracking her, tracking us to do just that, and the anxiety makes me want to pull my hair out because she’s counting on me to keep her safe. What if I can’t?
    “Fuck, I need a smoke,” I tell Aden as we walk back to the SUV.
    “What’s wrong? You run out?” he asks.
    “No,” I reply as I remove the nearly full pack from my shirt pocket and fling it over into the creek. “I’m trying to quit.”
    Easing into the back seat, Blair immediately climbs on my lap, still naked except for her panties, winding her arms around my neck, and burying her face in my collar. God, why does her body feel so fucking good on mine, and why do I feel worse about her seeing a dead body