Page 23 of Adam & Eve
Winchester. One read take one a day for anxiety. The instruction labels on all the others had been torn
so I couldn’t tell what they were or what they treated.
I made a mental note to asked him, just not anytime soon. I closed the cabinet, looked at the
shower and considered a bath, but my stomach and nerves protested that idea. I took a deep breath. I
turned and looked down at the door handle. The thought of going back into that room unnerved me.
But I knew I had to lest he freaked out again. I opened the door and was startled when I came face-to-
face with Adam. He was standing right outside the door, the same sad look from earlier had returned
to his face.
Nervously, I chewed at my bottom lip and wondered if I should ask him what was wrong, just
to see where his head was. I didn’t get the chance. He turned and stalked back to the other side of the
room where the food was waiting. I followed him quietly, figuring if I had done something wrong, he
would have told me.
F I V E
She had locked the fucking door. I fumed silently at her slight against me. Why was she purposely
trying to hurt me? Feeling my anger mounting, I took a deep breath to compose myself. The rational
side of me knew the circumstances surrounding how she ended up here with me would cause a few
hiccups in my plan. I had kidnapped her and tied her to our bed. But no one had ever accused me of
being rational.
Psycho.
Should I really expect her to trust me? The voice in my head screamed no, but my heart said
yes. And why did she have to ask about Jenny? Nothing else mattered in this room beside us.
Regardless, I didn’t feel it was any of her business. I wouldn’t hold her past against her, so she
shouldn’t hold mine against me.
I rolled my neck to relieve some of the tension that had built up. I took a sip of my Scotch and
concentrated on her eating instead of my jumbled thoughts. Her lips wrapping around the fork made
me ache to have them wrapped around my cock. I shifted in my seat. I tried to think of nonsexual
things, but it was hard when all I wanted to do was throw her on the bed and fuck my progeny into
her.
However, I swore to myself that I wouldn’t force her. No matter what, I wouldn’t take her
against her will. My ego wouldn’t allow me to. I wanted her to beg for me, to yearn for the pleasure I