Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

“I know.”
I knew it was coming. Once the sex happened, she didn’t
want to be away from me.
And in all honesty, I didn’t want to be away from her.
I just needed to make sure she listened to me. That she
heard me out and couldn’t run away. That there was no one
around to interfere before she was able to process it.
If I wanted to keep this, it was my only chance.
I tipped her chin up, looking down at her. “My family has
a cabin in Maine,” I told her. “There’s already snow. It’s
gorgeous up there. One phone call and it’s stocked for us. GGet
dressed and come with me now.”
“What?”
“Once we’re there,” I explained, “I’ll tell you everything.
Just for a few days, and then I’ll bring you home.”
She pulled her head up, a puzzled look on her face.
“Taking me to a remote location where I can’t run away?”
“I’ll make sure you won’t want to leave,” I teased, pulling
her back on top of me and holding her face. “I promise.”
She’d be unbelievable angry, but it was the only thing I
could do to make sure she absorbed it and got a chance to see
past it. To make sure she knew the man I was with her was
what was real.
“A cabin?” she pondered. “Like for skiing? I don’t have to
ski, right?”
“We’re not going to fucking ski.” I kissed her, nibbling and
teasing. “We’re going to eat and drink and screw and probably
fight a little, but we’re not leaving the cabin.”
A ping sounded from my phone, but I ignored it.
She sat there, straddling me as I kissed and bit, teasing her
and luring her, but she stopped moving or responding.
I pulled back, seeing the worried look on her face.
“You don’t want to go,” I guessed.