Chapter 39

Riley didn't know when she fell asleep, or maybe she passed out, but she woke up to the rush of cool air on her overheated skin and blinding light. She moaned and lifted a hand weakly to shield her eyes. She began to realize she might be severely dehydrated when her hand refused to obey and only flopped beside her. She rolled her head and squinted as a shadow fell over her prone body.

"Ah my sweet angel, sorry you had to go through that," Shank said, reaching for her sweat-soaked body. She flinched away from him, but he wrapped one arm easily around her legs and another under her back.

Her head lolled as he hefted her out of the trunk. Her fuzzy brain tried to decipher how long he'd driven with her in the trunk, but she couldn't seem to think straight. He cradled her against his chest, nuzzling his lips against her sweaty hairline. She wanted to shove him away, but her body just refused to obey.

"So fucking pretty, Reaper," he groaned in her ear, licking the sweat from her skin. She