Series: Webs We Weave Series by Krista Ritchie
Total pages in book: 147
Estimated words: 145038 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 725(@200wpm)___ 580(@250wpm)___ 483(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 145038 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 725(@200wpm)___ 580(@250wpm)___ 483(@300wpm)
He’s not moving backward.
Rocky slides an arm down my shoulder, past my collarbone. The force of his clutch pulls me back into the seat. I catch a needy noise in my throat, especially as he grabs a fistful of my breast. Jake is right there. My eyes dart to my left.
Jake sips his fountain drink. Not paying attention to the devil behind my chair. I bite the corner of my lip.
“You’re smiling,” Rocky whispers.
“Am not,” I retort. “And I thought you were watching the movie, not me.”
“I can watch two nightmares at once.” His other arm slinks down my other shoulder. It feels like he’s right up against me. He steals a handful of my popcorn.
“Thief,” I accuse. “I will call the theater attendant.”
“Try me.” He even drinks my soda. “I have a pretty good feeling they’ll believe I’m innocent.”
I tighten my eyes at the screen. Do not turn and look at him. Do fucking not. My heart swells at a vicious rate, making it harder and harder to breathe. “I know what you are.”
His whisper hits my ear. “And what’s that?” A bolt of electricity courses through me as Rocky holds me against the chair from behind.
I’m gripping the armrests like I’m going to plunge and free-fall. Then I let go and touch his arms, which strengthen against my body.
“You’re the same as me,” I breathe.
I imagine his eyes flitting from the screen, back to me, and his lips graze my cheek. “Then we must want the same things.”
“And what exactly do you want?”
I feel him looking forward. “You,” he says deeply. “And revenge.”
My smile takes wicked shape.