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that covered them, and Jess forced herself not to look down or cross her arms over her breasts. Her clit throbbed and her cunt all but begged to be touched. She wondered why that word, which she normally avoided like the plague, seemed to fit her situation. Because I’m hot and needy, and haven’t felt just like this for an age. She squirmed and heard his soft laugh.
    “Okay, eyes closed, but I’m still not happy.”
    “Tough, get used to it.”
    Bastard. Hell, he’s got me using a limited vocab. The fact she didn’t know exactly why he laughed made her angrier than ever, but mindful of his words regarding Kath, she kept silent and didn’t open her eyes.
    “Good girl.”
    Patronizing git. Jess firmed her lips and concentrated on the way the car twisted and turned. Blessed with a good sense of direction, and knowing which road they’d left the city on, gave her a rough idea where they were. She could only assume Jeff had forgotten about that, or chosen not to tell David. Kath knew, but Kath wouldn’t tell—she hoped.
    The pinch on her arm was gentle, and it had been a long while since she’d felt it, but Jess knew what it meant. Kath wasn’t just reassuring her, she was giving her their directions. A game they had started as kids was going to come in useful. Distances and directions spelled out in nips and squeezes. Jess felt her juices gather as she remembered the last few times they’d played that game had been in love and lust. Daring each other to find toys that the other had hidden, then using them. In those days, being unsighted was exciting, not fear inducing. She shivered. It was all so long ago, and she had no right remembering any of it. Whatever Jeff and Kath said to the contrary, she was not going down that route again.
    Five minutes later, she had a good idea where they were and was ready to spit nails, as well as be sick. Never the best of travelers, worry, anger and trying to keep her eyes shut had thrown her. But if they were where she imagined, Jeff was about to have his balls nailed to the walls—without anesthesia. How dare he? The last thing he’d said was ‘leave it to me and I’ll keep you posted’. That had been well over a year ago, and Jess had forgotten all about the conversation—until then.
    “I warn you both now, all promises are off. I’m going to open my eyes. I’m gonna spew.” Why she felt she needed to warn them, she didn’t know, except she was worried about any backlash on Kath. If her brother touched her friend in a way Jess didn’t like, she wouldn’t be responsible for the consequences. Jess considered herself tolerant up to a point, but then…
    “Jess, you can’t, I promised.” Kath sounded so worried, Jess grit her teeth. That was wrong.
    “Kath, my love, I so can, and if my asshole of a brother blames you, I’ll have his liver for breakfast! If I’m going to throw up, I reckon it’d be better to see just where, or who, I’m spewing over.”
    There was a squeal of brakes and she was jolted back into the seat as the car halted abruptly. The whir of a window opening startled her.
    “Hold on—let’s get you into the fresh air. Take deep breaths and drop your shoulders.” His voice both soothed and alarmed her. “This is no one’s fault per se, just what has to happen. Now hold on to me, and wonder why you’re blaming everyone else. We’re not mind readers, not even me.”
    Shit, I sound like a whiny kid whose mum has refused her a lollypop, and wants to blame everyone for it except herself and her crappy attitude. Think about it, why should they know when I’ve told no one? Not their fault. And why am I reacting to his voice so much?
    “Come on, breathe slowly, you’re nigh on hyperventilating.” She felt someone—it had to be David, the hand was too big for Kath—take her arm and stroke her clammy skin. “Okay now, that’s better.” His voice was like molten chocolate, warm and comforting. It swirled around and in her, and Jess began to