Sebastians warm hand grips my arm, sliding gradually up toward my elbow. I shiver while my lady bits do…other inappropriate things.
I cut my hand through the air. But nothing, Nila. Im not letting you out of my sight. Got it?But Jasmine and Kes. You have to think of them. Cut cant know youre still alive, hell—
Kill me. Yes, I know.But my life was worthless compared to hers. I would willingly trade it if it meant she walked away from this with no more bruises or battered memories. Shed already endured so much. She wore the marks of war, and I refused to let her endure more. Id tried to save too many people. Kes would understand, and Jaz would expect me to do what was right.Nila was my only choice.
Dont worry about them. I know what Im doing. I glanced at my dead sibling, feeling nothing but relief. His cock taunted me with what hed done to my woman. If he wasnt already dead…he would die with severe mutilation to purge myself of the wrath in my blood.So…how will we dispose of the body? Nila whispered.
My mind ran with scenarios. We could cover him in liquor and make it seem like he drank himself into the grave.
Nila swallowed. Is that believable? She looked at the floor where the long bloody weapon stuck to the tent covering. I stabbed him in the heart with my knitting needle. The two wounds are small, but there. Theyd know it wasnt self-inflicted.You dont even know me Sebastian.
I fumble to my feet, reaching for her. Baby, please. What do you mean I dont know you? Youre my best friend.And youre mine…
Then why arent you saying yes? I repeat, voice cracking. I tell you everything; you know things even my parents and sister dont know. Things Ive never told the guys, or my coaches. I suck in a breath. James, I…I…The three little words Ive never said to her get lodged in my throat, choking me, making me hesitate.