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    Run – Chapter 11

    The bus suddenly swerved and bounced Bo out of her thoughts and her seat. Lauren gripped the steering wheel and after a few seconds of swerving wildly, Lauren regained control and pulled over. The sun had just dipped under the horizon and the sky filled with streaks of salmon and grey.

    ”I think we blew a tire,” Lauren said to Bo as she jumped off the bus. Bo followed her and sure enough, the rear left tire was shredded. ”Damnit! These are new, too.”

    ”Are we far?”

    ”An hour, maybe two.” Lauren combed a finger through damp blonde hair.

    Bo bit her lip watching Lauren put both her hands on her hips as she diagnosed their situation. The succubus growled and threatened to crush the few threads of control remaining to her; Bo took a few steps back to widen the narrow space between them. Everything about Lauren stole her breath and shred her resolve to stay calm, detached, as if that were even possible now. Bo focused on the thick grove of trees that stopped at the edge of the road.

    Lauren moved back toward the door. ”I better radio Kenzi that we’re stuck. I hope you don’t mind camping.”

    ”Camping?” Bo felt her anxiety rise, and the sounds and the pulsing of the forest seemed to intensify along with her hunger. Alone. With Lauren. Oh, gods!

    ”It’s unlikely anyone can help us tonight,” she answered before alighting back on the bus.

    Bo gripped her hands into a fist. ”Hey, Lauren?”

    ”Yeah?” she called from the bus.

    ”I have to pee,” she fibbed.

    Lauren poked her head out the door and lifted her chin toward the trees. ”Have at it.”

     

     

    She cursed herself. She cursed her succubus. She cursed the tree roots and branches that grabbed at her ankles as she sprinted in the dark. She cursed the moon that mocked her. She cursed the weakness of love. She cursed the time she wasted. She cursed her whole life and if there was anything else that Bo could pin her frustrations on, well, she cursed that, too; and when she thought she had created enough distance so as to not be heard, Bo cursed the heavens and dropped to the damp earth, sweat soaked and exhausted.

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    1. That was fantastic you had me worried for a while there I didn’t think you were going to put them back together when they left I thought that was it but the end was just perfect I really enjoyed this story and I hope you post something soon.

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