CHAPTER 12
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Des-E’s just entering the cabin's kitchen area when I make it down the stairs. He’s dressed in a muscle tank and cotton gym shorts. Like maybe he’s planning on working out after breakfast.
“Oh, hell, incoming!” Hyena calls out when I grab Des-E by the front of his shirt and pull him down to my level for a searing kiss without so much as a good morning.
I hate unexpected surprises, but Des-E’s not mad at me at all.
He immediately responds, dragging his mouth over mine until I’m so excited I’m practically climbing his body.
But there’s no need to scale his mountain. He picks me up and slams me into a kitchen wall, knocking the breath out of me and causing some cabinet of dishes I can’t see to shake and rattle.
He doesn’t give me time to catch those missed breaths. Just
