“You will not leave me. Don’t you love me? Prove it! Prove it! Damn it, Mel! Get back here!” His lips attacked mine again. Ahhh, she groaned weakly in my head. I couldn’t think to greet her. I was on fire. The fire burned its way to her, back to the tiny corner where she drooped, nearly lifeless. My hands fisted around the fabric of Jared’s T-shirt, yanking it up.
