CHAPTER 7

She was surprised how far she got in the few hours of day light she had left and after stopping at a gas station for coffee she got back onto the rode deciding to push through the night if she could every mile was further away.

She finally got tired and stopped at a rest stop to catch some sleep half expecting Hoffman to show up while she was asleep and rudely wake her up but when he didn't she counted it a small victory.

She started her car eager to keep going and put more distance between them but the further she got the more she wanted to slow down and stop. He was right she was nobody without him.

Every time she stopped somewhere she watched and waited for him to show up but he didn't.

Two weeks went by and Jill had not seen or heard from Hoffman, Her money was dwindling and she watched the news as much as possible hoping to hear news about him but never did and soon they didn't mention her either it was like the world forgot both of them.

She found herself a hotel in las vegas that was dirt cheap and rundown but would still give her a place to sleep at least until the money ran out completely then she wasn't sure what she would do.

She got her shower standing under the hot spray longer then usual before stepping out and glancing in the mirror all her bruises and cuts were not nicely healed.

At her hairline there was still a pinkish colored line that she imagined would always remain and looking at it made her wonder what Hoffmans scar looked like now she shook her head pushing the thought away.

She went out into the small and dark bedroom part of the room crawling into the large king size bed it was pitch black in the room and she pulled the blankets up under her arms with a sigh she rolled onto her side facing the middle of the bed.

"It's been two weeks since I've touched you" The deep voice beside her spoke and her eyes snapped open.

He was right there in bed with her, Her heart sped up and a chill ran down her spine he was only about two inches away, So close.

She didn't say anything or move and he reached out a hand and ran it down her bare arm, Slow and Gentle.

"Two...Weeks" He repeated a little softer.

She was about to reply when he moved so suddenly, So swift and quiet she didn't have time to react.

He caught the back of her head with one hand and crushed his mouth onto hers kissing her with a fury he moved over top of her forcing her onto her back to allow him to pin her body down with his.

A thought ran through her mind that he was a killer and she should be terrified he was now pinning her down but he was kissing her with such deep passion and urgency it pushed away any fear she had of him hurting her.

She made noise that sounded a little like a protest but they both knew was just the opposite and she managed to sink her hands into that thick hair.

He nips at her lips but doesn't break the skin and she tries to pull him closer deciding she doesn't care if he is a murder she doesn't care if he kills her when he's done she just wants to forget for one night who they are just be a man and a woman.

He pulled away with that grin he always had when he knew he had won and she tried to slow her breathing.

He kissed her neck moving her hair to the side he went from her neck to her ear to her shoulder and then back to her lips.

He stops for one second and when he spoke she noticed his voice had gotten deeper.

"I'm only going to ask you this once Jill, Are you sure?" She bit her lip then nodded without even thinking and he kissed her again harder this time.

His hands left her hair to begin pulling on the blanket that was between their bodies and then he grabbed her hips his fingers digging in until it hurt and she let out a noise that only fueled him on.

He caught the edge of her tank top and his fingers grazed her skin even though he was being rough the slightest contact of his rough hands on her soft skin made them both crazy.

He bit her shoulder and she almost screamed but managed to choke it back and he pulled her closer her hands found the edge of his shirt but she hesitated a second before his hands covered hers pulling his shirt up over his head.

He was built like something she only ever read about hard muscle in every inch over that smooth tan skin.

"I'm going to hurt you" He told her and she knew it wasn't a threat it was a fact.

"I know..."She looked into his eyes for just a second there was no turning back now...

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