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even as I was burning up for him…”
    “ You were worried they wouldn’t have
believed you about Kent.” He blew out a breath.
    “ Yeah.”
    He lowered his head, pressed his brow to her
shoulder. “I’m so sorry, baby.”
    “ It was early. Almost three in the
morning. Can you hand me my wine?”
    He reached for the glass but when he pushed
it into her hand, she was trembling so hard, she could barely hold
it. “Here,” he murmured, shifting her in his lap and turning her so
that he covered one of her hands with his, steadying her as she
lifted the glass.
    She took a deep, deep drink, then lowered
it. Her brown eyes stared off into the distance, seeing
nothing—nothing but her memories, he suspected.
    “ I was sleeping. I can’t remember what
woke me…I guess I heard something. There was a shadow in the door.
At first, I thought I was dreaming—it was so like Kyle. There had
been a few times when we’d done that sort of thing. He’d wait until
I was asleep and… Anyway. Then I thought maybe the past year had
been a nightmare and Kyle wasn’t really dead, because he looked
so familiar .”
    “ But then he touched me, and I knew.
Even when Kyle was being his roughest, there was a care there. He
always made sure he never really hurt me. And that was the first
thing Kent did.”
    She reached up, touched her cheek. “I
screamed and he covered my mouth, squeezed so hard I thought he’d
break my jaw. Then he laughed and said, ‘This is going to be fun.
I’m going to take my hand away in a second, just so you can beg me,
bitch. We know you like it this way, right?’ He let go and I
screamed, told him to leave me alone, asked him what he was doing.
He slapped me. In the face. I…I don’t like being hit. Spanked,
that’s one thing, but he hit me. Laughed. Told me that I was going
to beg for his cock, the way I’d always begged for Kyle’s. I told
him no, that I didn’t want him like that.”
    She was crying. Silent tears that ran down
her face. “He covered my mouth and told me not to be so
loud—somebody would hear, they wouldn’t understand. When I wouldn’t
shut up, he ripped my panties off, shoved them in my mouth. Then he
held my hands over my head and raped me. He tried to get me to
touch myself a few times, but every time he let go of my hands, I
fought him, hit him. Once I got him in the throat and…” She
stopped, paused. She closed her eyes and then blew out a breath. “I
think he realized then that I wasn’t exactly on board. And he
didn’t care. Hell, I think it excited him even more. He finished
fast. Climbed off the bed and walked over to turn on the lights.
While he was walking over there, I grabbed the gun out of the
bedside table. While he was talking over there, he said something
like… ‘No wonder Kyle was so into fucking you. We’ll clean you up.
Do it again, and this time, you’ll do some of that shit you did
with him.’ Then he turned around. He saw the gun and he laughed.
‘That’s a new one.’ I told him to leave, and he just smiled and
started back over toward me. I shot him.”
    She rubbed the heel of her hand over
her chest. “The cops showed up about two minutes later. One of my
neighbors had heard me
screaming and somebody else reported the gunshot. They took one
look at me and knew what had happened.”
    Drake knew the rest. It was all documented
in an official report. She’d been questioned, but anybody who
looked at her that day could see how she’d been brutalized. He’d
visited her in the hospital, he’d stood guard outside her door for
hours. Once they’d let him in, he’d sat at her side throughout the
night, holding her hand.
    Each bruise he’d seen, each mark, they were
like scars he’d carry on his heart forever.
    Knowing the words were useless, he said them
anyway, “I’m so sorry, Tawny.”
    “ Tawny…” She smiled. “I like
that.”
    “ Are you sure you want…? Damn it,
after what he did, maybe this just isn’t your