Sighing, he scrubbed a hand across his face and moved out of my way.
“Fine, but I’m still sending a detail to follow you. My truck’s in the garage.
Call me as soon you get your phone. And answer if I call.”
Clutching the keys in my sweaty palm, I darted into the elevator and
pressed the button for the parking garage.
Jaxson’s hulking form appeared in front of the closing doors, his
expression dark and menacing. “I’m serious, Savannah. I’ll hunt you down if
I have to.”
His voice was practically a growl, and it stoked a wild heat inside me. A
part of me wanted the beast to hunt me down, but that was…crazy. As the
doors closed, I realized I was practically panting.
“Shit!” I cursed into the empty elevator as it descended.
When it came to Jaxson, my body was unpredictable, and it was only
getting worse. His power over me was like a drug, and when I was around
him, I went out of my mind. Some twisted part of me had wanted him to ram
his hands between the doors and shove them open. To take me back to his
apartment. Hell, to take me in the elevator.
I’d wanted to feel his dominance. His power.
I slammed my palm against the wall. This wasn’t me. I hadn’t ever
wanted that from him, and I never would. It was some twisted instinct, like
my over-tuned senses, that was part of the monster I’d become.
Screw that. It wasn’t going to be a part of me for long.
My chest strained, and I gritted my teeth, but I shoved the sensation down
even as my fingernails began to itch. Now was not the time for a panic attack.
You’re not panicking.
I ignored the thought and searched the garage. Jaxson’s black truck was
parked beside a Land Rover and a Lexus. Both probably his, I decided. He
had nice wheels and gobs of cash, I had to give him that.
My fingers tingled with anticipation as I opened the door.
The bastard had taken my Gran Fury and stripped her to pieces less than