Looking at Sebastian was like being locked out of her house during a blizzard—cold, bleak, and lonely. His eyes were shrouds of darkness, his face as lifeless as a corpse. No spark, no emotion, just…dead.
“Put me down.”
Wyatt hesitated.
“Now.” Delancey had never spoken to Wyatt quite like she did at that moment, which is probably why he sighed and set her on her feet.
“You have thirty seconds,” he said. “Then I’m getting you out of here—whether you, Thane, or Sebastian like it or not. You are my priority. No one else.”
Delancey would have gagged but she’d already turned away. “Bastian?”
Sebastian bore a hole through her. It was as if he saw her but didn’t see her. “What?” His voice was sharp as a dagger but cut like a knife. It sliced through her middle, clean and swift.
“I’m going to go with Wyatt.” For your sake, not mine. Delancey half hoped Sebastian would ask her to stay. A part of her bled when he didn't. “I need to know you’re going to be okay.”
Thane cursed loud enough to be heard, but it was Sebastian’s relapse into silence that deafened her.
“Bastian?”
Sebastian’s face remained utterly devoid of life. “I’ll be better when you’re gone.”
Where Delancey's stomach had been slit before, it was now a jagged wound. The blood her heart had wept escalated to a river of crimson tears.
~In Love, There Was You (The Doms of Kinky, Kansas 2)
Please Be Gentle...This tease is unedited.
Oh no. It sounds like someone likes Bastian, but Bastian doesn't like her. :(
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