Delaney slumped against his chest.
No. No no no. Don’t you f*****g dare die on me.
Shoving the thought from his mind, Sean narrowed his focus to getting them both out of here alive. Even the path he’d taken from the door had been swallowed up as the dragon ate its fill. Clutching her close, he bolted, using every ounce of the agility he’d once honed on the football field. Twenty feet to the door. Fifteen. Ten.
His foot crashed through the floorboards. On a roar, he caught himself with his other leg, driving them forward, yanking himself free of the hole. The momentum propelled him out of the door so fast, he nearly took a header down the stairs. Jerking backward, he managed to shift the trajectory so he landed hard on his a*s on a tread and didn’t drop Delaney.
Ben was already climbing
