Page 106 of Adam & Eve

She nodded then accepted my apology. She backed up and allowed the barley there silk robe

she was wearing over her lingerie drop to the floor. Underneath was a sheer baby doll dress. My

breath caught.

“I made my favorite since you’ve never told me yours.” She turned to grab the already

prepared plates from the island.

Before she could, I charged toward her. I watched her eyes get big. She gasped when I lifted

her from the floor and set her on the counter.

“Wait.” She pushed back on my chest. “What about dinner?”

“Fuck dinner. It’s been months since I’ve touched you. I’ve been dreaming of tasting you

again.”

“Okay,” she whispered breathlessly then spread her legs.

T W E N T Y - E I G H T

Much later we’re lying in bed, sweaty, a tangled mess of limbs. For the first time in a long time I felt

at peace, as much as I could in my current situation.

“Marry me, Eve,” Adam blurted out, interrupting the quiet in the room.

And just like that, the feeling of peace was gone.

“No.”

I rolled my eyes in the dark knowing he wouldn’t see it and bit my tongue to keep from telling

him the thought of being his wife was terrifying. When he wanted to fuck me, he locked me in a room

for days and I ended up pregnant. Now I lived with him. What in the hell would happen if I married

him and wanted to leave?

“Why not?” He rolled over onto his elbow and stared at the side of my face.

I took my time turning to face him before answering. “Because marriage is for normal people

who do normal people shit. Neither one of us are normal.”

“My name will provide you protection, guarantee you and my child will never go without

anything if something happens to me.”

I shook my head, vehement about not doing it. “It sounds good, but it’s another trap, like the

room down stairs. Your way of insuring I don’t leave.”

“That’s bullshit. You will never leave me regardless if we’re married or not.”

It was a warning which reminded me that he was nutcase. For the sake of my child, I was