Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 68870 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 344(@200wpm)___ 275(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68870 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 344(@200wpm)___ 275(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
I’ve kept the lamp lit in the window, but it isn’t enough. She’s signaling every night that she’s okay, but otherwise not responding. Why is she still there? She should have come home to me by now. I shouldn't have ever let her go to the other side, but I know how badly she wants to help. I couldn't tell her no, but this has to end. I can’t keep sending her to the other side. It’s slowly eating me alive. I don’t get anything done when she’s gone. Then when I get her back, I pull her into bed and don’t let her leave for days.
I have to get to Minnie.
When I reach the other side of the tunnel, I tap out a signal code and a door opens.
This is the first time the Librarian and I have ever laid eyes on each other, but we exchange no pleasantries. I simply ask for building plans to the hospital dormitory and she gets them for me.
Later that night, the Librarian is shutting me in the trunk of her car and driving me to the service entrance of the nursing dorm. She tells everyone she’s got a book delivery to make there and no one questions her.
When we arrive at the location she said would be safest to let me out, she pops the trunk and I slip out.
I’m dressed in all black so I can blend into the shadows. I scale the drainpipe until I reach the roof. Scanning the heating vents, I pray that I know what I’m doing. This is out of control, but I don't care. I’m not stopping until I have her in my arms again.
I’m normally a man in control of myself, but not when it comes to my little sparrow. I’m in control of the Insurgence and I have masses of people carrying out very precise orders all by my command. Every minute of my day is normally calculated for the sake of the cause and is devoted to fighting the Regime and not getting caught. And now my Minnie has sent me into chaos in what I can only describe as a beautiful way. I’m going to the other side of the wall, a dangerous place for the leader of the Insurgence. But she’s worth the risk. If I didn't have her by my side I’d be useless. I need her to ground me once again.
I pick a vent, open it, and crawl in.
Here I am in the belly of the beast, risking everything for my woman. She’s breathtaking, brave, exciting, soft, inviting, and unbelievably sexy. This world is so hopeless and sad at times, and then she comes along and turns all of it upside down. I can barely concentrate when she’s not with me. Every time I close my eyes I feel like she’s beside me.
Eventually I find the back of the vent that I think leads to Minnie’s room. I’m not sure what else to do at this point, so I take a chance and knock.
“Minnie,” I whisper and then a shriek echoes from the room.
“What the fuck?!” I hear from the other side of the vent.
“Shhh! It’s me, Owen. I’m in here,” I say, trying to whisper-shout without causing too much of a commotion. I knock again at the metal grate at the ceiling of her room. I breathe a sigh of relief when I can see her staring up at me.
“Are you insane? What are you doing?” she hisses and then looks back at her door.
I hit the vent hard, knocking it loose, before I jump out and land on the floor. “You left me no choice,” I say, but she’s already throwing herself into my arms.
“Shut up, I don’t care.”
She grabs my face, pulling me into a long overdue kiss. I growl into her mouth, letting her sweetness wrap around me. It cools the rage that’s been building since I’ve been without her. She feels so good in my arms again.
Minnie’s hands are all over me and I fucking love how much need she has for me right now, too. Her urgency matches my own.
She climbs on top of me, making me smile for the first time since she left my side. I love it when she’s aggressive in her want for me. Fuck. I love her so damn much. My hands are shaking. With her legs wrapped around me, I cup her sweet ass and hold her tightly to me, never wanting to let her go again.
We attack each other with a crazed hunger. We’ve been starved for three whole days. Time was irrelevant before I found her, now I don’t want to spend any amount of time without her. Every second that my dick is not inside her is a moment wasted.
I’ve never understood the protective alpha male, but she’s brought it out in me. Now I’ve got it. It’s not brute dominance, it’s about not letting anything or anyone get between her and me.