THIRTY-THREE
“You wanna know what it did to me to think of you with him?”
Wreck’s gruff words were more than angry. His guttural tone shivered all the way through her, leaving her cold.
Tulsi pushed her hand into his. “I never was… I was always yours.”
“What did he do to you at night?”
Oh… that question chilled her into silence. What Merchant did to her at night couldn’t be prettied up. At the time, it had been a matter of breathing through his abuses. In the light of where she was and who she was with, suddenly those abuses felt different.
Wreck was the man she loved. The man who she wanted to be with. If he heard what Merchant had done to her body…
Having been sure that Merchant would kill her and that she wouldn’t see freedom again, Tulsi hadn’t considered telling Wreck or how he
