so much fun with you all tied up,” she returned.
“I want to have more fun.”
“We’re taking it slow, remember?” She hoped if she just kept talking to him he’d stay with her.
“Screw taking it slow. Untie me.” The urgency heightened.
She pulled back with a frightened breath.
“Riley?”
He said nothing, just stared.
Oh God, I’m losing him again. “If I untie you, what will you do?”
“Free you, make you mine. Forever.”
“I am yours, Riley. And I am free.”
“No. You’re not. But I’ll make you free. And if you’re mine as you claim, you will untie me.” A frostiness cooled his tone.
Melinda swallowed hard, her legs tensing, but she didn’t back away. She wasn’t giving up yet. She could pull him back again.
She stared into his eyes, watching the last little bit of her Riley dissolve into darkness. That blank, empty spot turning flat.
“You won’t untie me because of him ,” Riley charged grimly.
“No. I’m yours,” she swore. “All yours.”
His muscles flexed under the ropes. “Let me go so I can make you mine. The vampire doesn’t deserve you.”
“Riley, please,” she implored. “Why can’t you see I am yours? There’s no competition.” A dread pooled in her belly. She wasn’t going to bring him out of this as easily as before.
“Tell me you don’t have feelings for the vampire.”
Her heart sank.
She jumped, startled when the cell door opened.
“Oh, um, should I come back?” it was Michael, thrown off by the sight of his sister straddling their enraged prisoner.
Melinda saw a scowl etch across her brother’s face sensing the emotions hanging in the room. She peeled herself off Riley.
“You didn’t say it,” he barked at her. “Because I’m right. Why can’t you just admit you love the vampire?” He squirmed and flexed trying to loosen his bonds. “Let me go and I’ll end him. He can’t have you.” The rage kept building.
Melinda slid her chair out of reach and checked that his bonds were still secure. She ignored the inquisitive look on her brother’s face.
“By not denying it, you’re just admitting you love him. You can’t love us both, Melinda. Untie me. Let me make the choice easy for you...”
She couldn’t look at him, her Riley wasn’t home any longer. She followed Michael out of the cell and closed the door, wishing she could excuse herself from the conversation about to take place.
“You can’t leave me in here!” Riley shouted after them. “You think tying me up will stop me? Your vampire is history. I will turn him to ash.”
The tone in which he spoke gave Melinda an icy shudder. He’d been right in telling her not to release his bonds. She was glad William wasn’t around to hear Riley’s words himself. Although, she was getting worried about his whereabouts, Charlie’s as well, as neither could be reached all the previous night.
Michael cleared his throat, wearing a smug grin. “So what were you trying to do in there? Suck the spell out of his mouth?”
“No,” she retorted. “It was a...” she stopped, feeling stupid for even thinking it now.
“What? You thought you could kiss him and make it better?” Michael jested.
“Maybe...”
He cast a questioning gaze.
“You know, like all the fairytales, true love’s kiss can break the spell.”
Michael glanced at the door. Riley rants continued.
“Obviously it didn’t work.”
“Obviously,” she acknowledged. “I just thought if I could get him to have pleasant thoughts, rather than all the rage, maybe I’d break the spell. It did work,” she told her brother. “Not for long. But the real Riley did make a brief appearance.”
“Well, it wasn’t a bad idea in the scheme of things, I guess,” he conceded. Although seeing his sister straddling a guy, and sensing that guy turned on by his sister did not do anything to help make him like the kid. It was hard to see Melinda as a grown up sometimes. He just didn’t want her to get