Dancing with Deception

by Avery Gale

  She was exhausted, hungry, and scared. Josie surrendered to the tears as she stood and leaned her forehead against the closed door of the refrigerator trying again to regain her composure. “Fucking hell. All I wanted was some sleep and a bottle of fucking orange juice.” Her voice caught on a sob of frustration, that quickly morphed into a scream when she heard the distinctive scape of a shoe across the floor behind her.

  Spinning around, hands raised in defense, Josie screamed. The part of her brain that recognized the man moving toward her was shoved aside by the larger part drowning in blind terror. She felt strong hands wrap around her upper arms stilling her attempts to escape. “Stop. Josie, sweetheart, it’s Colt.” Something in the commanding tone of his voice finally cut through the fear and she sagged against him. Safe. The word was playing a continuous loop in her head as the need for the warmth of human connection had her climbing up his toned body like a spider monkey.

  His arms banded around her, pressing her against his chest. The fear she’d been fighting for weeks, compounded with the surge of adrenaline she’d gotten a few seconds ago, drained the last of her strength. In the safety of his embrace, Josie finally let go.

  Colt had never felt so blinded by rage as he had when he’d seen the look in Josie’s eyes. The expression had been something between haunted and terrorized. He’d never seen that expression in anyone’s eyes—fuck, the look would haunt him for the rest of his life. Whoever was responsible was living on borrowed time.

  He moved into the small living room and settled on the overstuffed sofa. Huge gulping sobs wracked her too slender body as he stroked his hand up and down the length of her spine. Jesus, Joseph, and sweet mother, Mary. How much weight has she lost? He remembered thinking she was too thin the night they’d spent together, but she was positively frail now. Listening to her cry was going to tear his heart into small pieces. But he was going to let her get it all out before loading her up and taking her home. He’d heard the fear in her voice when she mentioned being found and she damned well wasn’t safe here. Christ, what’s happened to her? I really need to watch the fucking news more.

  “I’ve got you, sweetheart. Let it all go. I’ll never let anyone hurt you.” I’m not letting you run again either.

  The End

  Books by Avery Gale

  The Wolf Pack Series

  Mated – Book One

  Fated Magic – Book Two

  Tempted by Darkness – Book Three

  Masters of the Prairie Winds Club

  Out of the Storm

  Saving Grace

  Jen’s Journey

  Bound Treasure

  Punishing for Pleasure

  Accidental Trifecta

  Missionary Position

  The ShadowDance Club

  Katarina’s Return – Book One

  Jenna’s Submission – Book Two

  Rissa’s Recovery – Book Three

  Trace & Tori – Book Four

  Reborn as Bree – Book Five

  Red Clouds Dancing – Book Six

  Perfect Picture – Book Seven

  Club Isola

  Capturing Callie – Book One

  Healing Holly – Book Two

  Claiming Abby – Book Three

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