Chapter 66

Dear Diary The sex was still worth the trouble.

Smoke poured into my apartment. I might have stared stupidly at it until I passed out if Urion hadn't tossed me over his shoulder.

"Put me down!" A halfhearted demand that he ignored as he sprinted for my bedroom and slammed the door shut. I almost protested, "What about Murphy?" only to realize the dog had made it inside first. Faster than he looked.

"We need to get out of here. That smoke is meant to put us to sleep."

Well, that explained why I was teetering on my feet, in the mood for a nap. "Stop with the Ôus' thing. They're after you." He was the fugitive. Not me.

No one knew my secret, meaning I was safe.

I hoped. At the same time, who waited outside? Could it be that the authorities had arrived to take my dangerous guest into custody? Or would it be the men in the white coats?

Either way, would I let them take the only person who might truly understand me? The one man who saw me and didn't turn from me in disgust?