Today Trissa tried to make a clean cut from Dodge, but ended up in bed with him, it seems Dodge wears jealousy well. ;D
My favorite passage from "BURN" today: ( from rough draft, contains typos, you have been warned ;) )
‘Goddamn…’ Hastings mumbled moving towards the door. ‘That god damn nut job.’ He stopped then next to her, and slid his hand up her arm, she felt like taking a step back, but this would provide a shield against Dodge so she allowed it, but she couldn’t hide the goosebumps it caused. ‘Call me immediately if you need help.’ Then Hastings glanced at Dodge making the purpose of his statement clear as hell. Dodge’s jaw twitched as if he was biting into something, his arms now rested across his chest, as tight wound as they got. Hastings passed him, Dodge gave him a man size crack to get through the door, as Hastings ran down the stairs calling his men, Dodge slammed the door shut, making her jerk. She swallowed and looked at him.
‘There’s no need for you to stay.’ She said, her stomach near twisting with anxiety, it hit her that she was alone in a house with a murder suspect.
He stalked closer to her, his hands loose on his sides now. ‘A date with the sheriff.’ Was all he said, but his eyes spoke volumes, he looked like a predator and she couldn’t help feeling like prey, she took a step back bumping into a phone table, jesus who still had those?
She inhaled, feeling both scared and exhilarated at the same time, which caused her mind to go blank as what she was supposed to do now.
He took the last step parting them and his hands smacked on both side of her shoulders, she watched his arms shake slightly, he was fighting for control. ‘Didn’t I tell you that the thought of you with someone else…’ He left the sentence open as he bit his lip, she licked hers, he was going to kiss her, god she want to be kissed by him, he was powerful and raw and god he was jealous, and it was lighting all kinds of fires inside her.
Day 4 (yeah, day 5 never happened ;) )