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    Take Me: Seduced by Danger, #3
    Take Me: Seduced by Danger, #3
    Take Me: Seduced by Danger, #3
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    Take Me: Seduced by Danger, #3

    By Clara Bayard

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    "I can see why she’d need to get away before she drowned in this dark ocean of sex and lies and money and death. And I don’t want to drown in it, either."

    A traumatic event brings Amanda and Trey closer, but every day she feels her sister slipping farther away. With truth and lies swirling around her all the time, she has to face the possibility everything she thinks she knows about her sister is wrong.

    New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Clara Bayard presents the third installment of her steamy and thrilling new adult romantic suspense novella serial.


    Books in this serial:

    Help Me
    Trust Me
    Take Me
    Make Me
    Save Me - Coming soon!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRising Books
    Release dateJun 9, 2014
    ISBN9781941122037
    Take Me: Seduced by Danger, #3

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      Take Me - Clara Bayard

      Chapter One

      Trey was standing over me, his eyes blazing and his hands curled into fists.

      I burst into tears. Relief and fear and a million other emotions too big to fit inside me exploded out powerfully enough to break through the haze of fury he was lost in.

      He looked down at me and his face softened. Amanda, are you okay?

      I couldn’t speak. The terror of having Alexander’s hands on me was too fresh. My nose was filled with the stench of his sour breath, my skin crawled from his touch. A sob escaped me and I began to shake.

      Trey picked me up carefully, as if he thought I might shatter into a million pieces, and held the ruins of my dress closed over my body.

      At first I stiffened, horrified, but then the familiar scent of his skin reached me in a way looking at him hadn’t and I could breathe again. I fisted my hands in the front of his suit coat, holding onto him with everything I had.

      It’s all right, I’ve got you, he murmured. I’m getting you out of here and no one is going to stop us.

      I closed my eyes and let him carry me away. Voices shouted around us, doors opened, feet pounded against floorboards. I could feel the closeness of other bodies, trying to stop our progress. Friends or foes, I didn’t know or care.

      But Trey never faltered a single step. Never spoke to anyone else. He just took me out of there, delivered me from hell and into the back of a car. He struggled a bit to climb inside without putting me down, but he managed it somehow, knowing I couldn’t stand to be out of the safety of his arms for even one moment.

      In the car he cradled me closer, softly stroking my hair and muttering soothing words. I didn’t really hear them, but my heart rate slowed and my limbs relaxed. After five minutes or five hours we arrived at our destination and Trey carried me into an elevator. I opened my eyes and recognized his building. Tears leaked from my eyes, but I barely noticed them.

      When we got to his door he opened it and went inside without saying a word. He carried me into a bedroom, but looked down at my face before setting me down on the huge bed.

      I’m going to let you rest here. Is that okay?

      I nodded, but as he placed me gingerly on top of the covers, I didn’t release my grip on him.

      He smiled slightly. Don’t worry. I’m not leaving you alone.

      I began to sob again. Loud, wracking, hideous sounds combined with a heaving in my chest and a fresh torrent of tears as he placed a throw blanket over me.

      Trey sat on the edge of the bed, holding my hand as I wore myself out enough to calm down. And when I ran out of tears to shed, he gently wiped my face and smoothed my hair down. Are you okay to talk for a minute?

      I nodded, still unsure if my voice would even work.

      I’m sorry if I scared you, back there. I was kinda freaked out.

      I flashed a weak smile, and croaked out, Me too.

      He made a sound that was almost a laugh and held one of my hands between both of his. Is this okay, me touching you?

      Yes. It’s… My voice broke. It’s the only thing keeping me from screaming, I think.

      Are you in pain? I can take you to the hospital.

      No. I shook my head. I don’t need a doctor. It…he…didn’t…

      Trey closed his eyes and took a series of deep breaths. Good. I wasn’t sure. Just the idea of that sick fucker putting his hands on you makes me want to…I don’t even know.

      I shuddered, remembering. Then, after shaking my head to clear it, I sat up slowly, my whole body aching like I’d been crushed by a huge weight. Still, I couldn’t stay in that bed another second with the stench of Alexander surrounding me.

      Trey put a hand behind my back to help me struggle the rest of the way up. What are you doing? If you need something, I’ll get it for you.

      I want to take a shower. You can’t bring that to me. And even if you could, it would ruin your very nice bed.

      True. He paused and looked into my eyes for a long time.

      I tried to send ‘I’m okay’ vibes at him. And I thought I might be. Something about being in his home made the rest of the evening recede into the past.

      Do you want me to help you into the bathroom?

      Is it far?

      Trey smiled. No, just through that door. But I can help you.

      Since I wasn’t ready for him to let me go yet anyway, I nodded.

      He led me through a frosted door into a huge bathroom. It could have been another bedroom. Gawking at the gorgeous space was a nice distraction and I took it all in as Trey sat me down on a bench next to a tub so big and deep there should have been a lifeguard on duty.

      I kicked off my shoes and when my bare feet hit the floor I gasped.

      What? What’s wrong? Trey knelt down in front of me and looked panicked.

      The floor. It’s marble. And warm. Your bathroom has heated floors?

      He blinked a few times and then let out a loud laugh, like the first one I’d heard from him. I’d forgotten how appealing it was. And contagious.

      I laughed too, and then we were both sitting there like a pair of loons, releasing tension and endorphins, fear and stress in an endless stream of belly laughs.

      Finally, when my stomach muscles hurt and I was starting to feel like a person again, Trey’s head fell forward onto my knees. Without thinking, I ruffled his hair and leaned over to kiss the back of his head. Thank you, I whispered.

      He looked up and frowned. Don’t thank me. I don’t deserve it.

      You do.

      His hands gripped my thighs lightly. Amanda, I’m so sorry. This is all my fault.

      Stop. I shook my head. None of that.

      Please, I just…

      No, Trey. I don’t want to hear it.

      But I need to say it.

      Please…

      This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have let you go back there alone. If I hadn’t been such a jerk I would have been with you and…

      Look, I’m okay. That’s all that matters. What happened isn’t your fault or my fault. But right now I want to focus on more important things?

      Such as?

      Well, we’ve established the floors are heated. What other magic does this bathroom have to offer?

      He smiled weakly. Okay. Um…magic? Well, the shower has a lot of jets and buttons. Honestly, I don’t even know how to use all the features. There’s a steam thing and…well, why don’t you just go play? Let me know if you discover anything wonderful.

      Sounds great. Um, do you have something I can put on after?

      Shit, of course. You get in, I’ll leave a robe and some clothes out here.

      I looked down at myself. Don’t go far.

      Never. He gestured at a door on the other side of the shower stall. That’s where I’m going. Linen closet.

      Oh. Okay. I normally would have been embarrassed to be beginning him to stay with me, but I didn’t care. It felt right and natural. Trey made me feel safe and I needed that even more than the hot

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