He made a sound of discontent, but it was distant enough to my hazy mind that I ignored it and focused on dragging myself from his embrace, one atom at a time. And even then, it still happened too fast. Locke let me go. In my head, I turned to face him and said some words that made sense. In reality, I walked away before I did something that had Rubi banging on the windows and hiding jumbo rubbers under my pillow again.
