Page 3 of Adam & Eve

Why? She should’ve wanted me near. She was mine, and I was hers. I did everything I could to rein in

the tide of rising anger that engulfed me.

“Don’t do that. Don’t push me away,” I roared, sounding menacing to my own ears, which was

why I was not surprised when her eyes grew large with terror. Her struggle against her restraints

became even more intense than before while her screams grew louder.

Ignoring her hysterics, I made my way to her. When I was close enough to reach out and touch

her, I stopped. While I wanted to feel her, I didn’t want it to be against her will. Suddenly, she froze.

Mid-scream, she tilted her head and examined me. She gasped, and her pretty eyes narrowed.

Recognition set in.

Yes! That was the moment I’d been waiting for.

“Is this some kind of sick joke?” she barked. “Untie me, now!” She feverishly redoubled her

efforts to get loose.

If looks could kill, I thought. When I made no attempts to untie her, she devolved, started

throwing a tantrum. The words she directed at me were venomous. Her beautiful mouth was lethal,

and I had to remember to take nothing she said in the heat of the moment personally.

“Calm the fuck down,” I snapped, regretting it almost immediately, I calmed my tone and

explained, “The ropes aren’t meant to keep you hostage.”

She snarled in response and snatched against the ropes so hard the headboard hit the wall with

a loud thud. “Then why the hell am I tied up?”

“Enough! Stop fucking moving. Stop yelling and let me talk.”

I didn’t know if it was the bass in my voice or the threat of the hunting knife I’d pulled from

my pants pocket that stilled her. But I was glad she had stopped her futile attempts to get away. Didn’t

she know I wouldn’t hurt her? I calmed my voice and told her, “You’re going to hurt yourself.”

She threw me a look of disdain before glancing at her hands. For the first time, she examined

the ropes that tied her to the bed, our bed— in our house— like they were snakes. She didn’t know all

of this was ours. Not yet, but she would learn soon enough. I’d built all of it for us and our future

children.

“Why am I here?” she asked.

“Because of your actions. I didn’t want to take you, I swear. I had planned to wait, but you

forced my hand.”