His gut tightened.
His heart raced.
His dick fucking thickened.
This woman, whoever she was, it was like she awakened something in him.
Mine.
There was no stopping the need flowing through his entire body, and he was hungry for her.
Without thinking, he walked over to her and grabbed her arm. He didn’t wait for an invitation. Cupping her cheek, he sank his fingers into her hair, tilting her head back. He didn’t know how it was possible, but the feeling flooded his body.
This was his woman.
His love.
His everything.
As he slammed his lips down on hers, she cried out. He growled, plunging his tongue into her mouth and feeling her melt against him.
“Perfection,” he said.
She was everything.
He cried out as pain erupted from his knee.
“I don’t know who you think you are but you don’t go around kissing people without asking first. Who the hell do you think you are?” She tried to get away from him and in the process, she knocked the baseball cap from his head.
He turned his gaze toward her, and she paused.
“You’re him. You’re Landon.”
He didn’t have time for this. “Yeah, and this is going to be the one and only time for this. I really am sorry.”
“What?”
He hated himself as he knocked her out with one hit.
This was the last thing he wanted to do. Hitting his woman, or whoever this person was, made him feel sick inside but he didn’t have a choice. He had to get some answers.
He caught her before she landed on the ground.
Lifting her up, he grabbed his baseball cap and started back in the direction from where he came. He had to stop a couple of times, and he had no choice but to haul her over his shoulder and carry her.
“You’re going to be so pissed at me, but you know what? It’s going to be worth it. I don’t know who you are but we’re going to find out.”
His lips still tingled from where he kissed her. His body felt on fire and a surge of energy erupted within him that he couldn’t even begin to describe. He was going to take it though because right now, he had a reason to live and it made no sense.
Sarah died. He felt that pain. It was so acute that he’d tried to end his life. Only that feeling had been dwindling with every single passing day.
He didn’t want to die. He had a reason to live.
He had to figure out what all of this meant before she was taken from him. His uncle and brothers had a plan. He needed to figure out what it was before them.
****
For the third time in a matter of days, Tulip woke up in a different place, only this time, her face hurt.