Chapter Thirty-five
Greyson fell to her knees, barely able to keep her eyes
open. Who would have guessed Jarrod would be her knight in shining armor to
save her. If she could just get to her car she could drive home and slip into
bed and wait it out. Jarrod would have to take a rain check on that drink.
“Greyson, are you all right?” Jarrod leaned down and
watched as Greyson slipped farther to the floor.
“Jarrod, I need you to get me to my car,” she said, her
eyes closed when the pain in her gut intensified. “Please.”
“Well, isn’t this a predicament.” Jarrod raised Greyson’s
chin and stared at her.
“What are you talking about?” Greyson jerked her head from
his grasp.
“Karma, Lady Karma has delivered you to me, finally.” He
smiled and pulled out his knife. “You’ve been waiting
