Excuse me, I murmured, and then I left the room. I didn’t wait for a response from anyone, but I knew Seth followed.
He nodded, looking at his watch. It’s eleven fifty-eight. I have two minutes.I heaved an impatient sigh. What are you doing?
He reached up and stroked my nipple again, smiling with satisfaction as it beaded instantly under his touch. We are in the Caribbean, aren’t we? I’m a pirate, and you are my captive wench. I couldn’t help it. Despite my irritation at this moment, I found him too adorable with that gleam in his dark eyes. He was quite pleased with himself. And when he punctuated his declaration with a hearty Arrrrrr! I burst out laughing.Okay, you’ve had your fun. Now get out of here. It’s, like, thirty seconds to midnight.Tsk, tsk. He shook his head. I cannot do that, Miss Cinderella. Shiver me timbers. He walked over to the dressing table where the hotel had left me a first-class basket of supplies and started to rifle through it, grabbing things and putting them in his pocket while muttering about plunder.
According to you and some supposed wedding rules committee, we aren’t supposed to see each other on our wedding day before the ceremony.I leaned my head back against the closet door with a weary sigh. Yes.
And our wedding day starts at midnight, correct?
I sighed again, heavily. Now you’re being a pest.Because when I did, I saw the dried blood on his hands and forearms. I stared at the floor.
Make sure they go hard on the girl who was crying. She’ll be the first to break, Marcus told Alexander. None of them gets a pass. Do you understand?Glancing up, I saw Alexander nod. The man’s gaze met mine, and a thousand words were spoken in those eyes. Each one pierced my chest, proving that I was still feeling. I wasn’t numb at all. Pressing my lips together, I struggled to hold it together.
Marcus bowed his head as Alexander stalked off. I have never hit a student before.That is true, he replied. But I shouldn’t have done that.