Lib Novel Page 157
He must be dehydrated by now. So, I lift my hands in the air, but he doesn’t stop. Dane floors the pedal, accelerating even faster.
Desperate times and all. I go to the side and yank the water hose. As he nears, I let the stream hit him in his stubborn face if it weren’t for the face shield. The car comes to a screeching halt, leaving angry tires burning on the asphalt, but he finally stops a few meters away from me.
He gets out of the car, a fiery energy emanating from him.
“You could have killed me.”
“You wouldn’t stop… I got worried.”
His intense gaze pins on me, and he stalks toward me.
“Dane, listen.”
His chest heaves, pure torment staring back at me. “No, you listen to me. I am done. Fucking done.”
The fear of having lost him for good unbalances me, it’s a wonder I can still stand upright.
He yanks my hand, his fingers curling around my wrist, and says, “Nice ring, princess.”
“Dane… please…” I wish I could take all his pain away, even though I am acutely aware that I am the reason for it.
“When is the happy event?”
It’s never going to take place. “If it’s up to my family, soon.”
“Why the rush? Are you pregnant?”
I hug myself. I was once.
“Please tell me you’re okay. Please don’t do anything more stupid than what you already did.”
“For fuck’s sake…” He turns around, giving me his back.
I don’t stop him. Leaning back on the asphalt, I stare at the sky peppered with stars. Things out of my control keep happening, and I’m so done playing along like a lifeless doll.
“Abigail, I’m going to leave your ass here.”
“Do that. Let’s see how I explain to your team when they ask what I’m doing here.”
“I’ll tell them you’re just a crazy fan who I fucked a few times and is desperate for more.”
“Fuck you, Dane.”
“Fuck you too, Abigail.”
I shoot up and say, “Take that back.”
“Or what?”
“I’m taking me back.”
“I have never had you, so stick that empty threat up your ass.”
Exhaustion drags me down, and I plop on my ass. What do I care if I stay here on the asphalt? It’s peaceful out here.
Angry steps thump toward me, and he squats in front of me.
“I’m not in the mood, Abigail.”