Last Chance (DarkWorld: SkinWalker Book 3)

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would devastate her.
    “Lily,” I said, keeping my voice low and even. “I’m young and so is Logan. We both have a lot of life left before us. This isn’t the time in either of our lives to be making long-term life choices.”
    “But…”
    “But nothing, Lily.” I fell silent for a moment, and it seemed she had nothing to add. I hoped she wasn’t pouting. “Look. I have to get some rest. I’m falling asleep on my feet.”
    “When do you leave?”
    “As soon as I wake up.”
    “Well, I’m coming with you, so don’t leave without me.”
    “Look, Lily—”
    “Don’t look Lily me. I’m not letting you leave me behind this time, okay. Anjelo is in Wrythiin too. I have stakes in this too, you know, so you can’t cut me out. You don’t have the right.” No matter how I looked at it, I couldn’t negate her words.
    I sighed in silence. Lily had me cornered with her argument. Besides, how could I refuse her the right to save the boy she loved? “Okay. I’ll text you when I get up.”
    “Thanks, Kai. I promise I won’t let you down. I’ll be useful too.”
    “I know you will. Now let me sleep and we’ll talk in a few hours. You get some rest, too. No telling how long it will be before we rest again.”
     
    ***
     

Chapter 7
    My sleep broke a few hours later, and I knew that was all the rest I was going to get. I wriggled in the bed, my eyes squeezed shut, reluctant to open them. Already my heart was thudding in anticipation of the mission.
    I stiffened as warm lips traced a heated trail down my neck. Logan’s hair brushed softly against my cheek, and I smiled, inhaling the musky, piquant scent of him. It had been a different kind of hell during the funeral, unable to touch him or let him touch me. I’d have said to hell with propriety and manners, but Logan was all about the rules.
    Now, though, it seemed he was prepared to break a few rules with me. The strap of my racer back tee slipped off my shoulder, and he kissed my collarbone, sinking his teeth into the sensitive skin, sending shivers of desire along my body, all the way to the pit of my stomach.
    I cleared my throat and tilted my head down to look at him. “Just what is it you think you are doing?” Although I tried to be cool, even bossy, my voice came out husky and filled with desire.
    “What does it look like?” he asked as he raised his head to look at me, his black eyes filled with fire. My collarbone felt bereft of his warmth, and the look in his eyes destroyed any facade of resistance I might have raised.
    “What it looks like is breaking and entering,” I said, my breath coming in short, sharp bursts.
    He moved closer, skin sizzling against skin. “Oh no, I entered the property on good authority that the owner was in need of saving.”
    “Oh really? Saving from what?” I raised an eyebrow, but it went unseen as Logan returned to burn kisses along my neck, all the way back to my collarbone, and then farther. I wasn’t about to complain.
    “Saving from need,” he whispered, his voice hoarse. “You see, need is all-consuming, and she has to be saved or else it will mean the death of her.” The other strap of my tee slid off my shoulder, the fabric skimming sensitive skin, heightening the ripples of desire that engulfed me.
    “You sure this need isn’t really an Incubus?”
    Logan snorted and his breath puffed against my ribs. He’d certainly made progress. I was now down to just one article of clothing.
    Logan groaned and pulled me closer, sliding his body up mine, sending sparks of lightning across my skin, firing my senses. The feel of his lithe, muscled body against the length of mine did unmentionable things to my insides. His mouth descended on mine, his tongue driving me to seek more of him.
    And in that moment, time stood still. I wasn’t thinking about heading off into unknown danger. All I could think of was the man who held me so tenderly in his arms.
    For now, the moment was all ours.
    ***
    I woke with a

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