Chapter 49

I hid in the back of the van - munching on some carrots - Igor bound beside me amidst the roast beef and pork tenderloin. In the driver's seat, Derek wore a ball cap and a bulky sweater, doing his best to beef up his appearance.

It wouldn't work, but I didn't say that. He already had enough doubts about my epic plan.

On the drive in, I tried to distract him. "How attached are you to your job here?"

"Why?" he asked.

Because two days of Derek had me thinking ahead. Crazy. I know. But he made me feel things. And not just when his fingers were inside me.

He knew who I was. The new me, and the old me. Even the bunny me. He liked what he saw. Heck, he liked me enough to not freak out at the man trussed like a turkey in his living room and then, despite his grumbling, drove off into the dark and unknown looking for a dirt road in the woods.