Both of them broke me but only one stayed to rebuild me.
Lock Me Out, an all-new enemies to lovers, dark romance and the second book in The Locked Duet from USA Today bestselling author C. Hallman is now available!
Living with Colt wasn’t supposed to feel this normal, but for a moment, I think we can finally leave the past behind. Only, nothing is ever that easy.
It starts with the sensation of being watched, then come the messages—anonymous, threatening, and impossible to ignore.
Someone knows too much, and their words are a reminder that safety is only an illusion.
My past refuses to stay buried. Instead, it wants to burn me alive.
***This is book two of a duet. Lock Me Inside should be read prior to reading this. Please be advised that this is a dark romance, including many triggers.***
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I was deep asleep when the phone rang, but by the time I heard those words, I was wide awake and already out of bed. Leni stared at me in a mixture of dread and confusion as she sat up, scrubbing a hand over her tousled hair. She finally pulled it all together over the course of the questions I fired at the doctor, and by the time I ended the call, she was already getting dressed.
Mom is awake. I don’t know what life is going to look like for her, but she’s awake. That can’t be anything but a good sign.
“Maybe slow down a little.” Leni’s voice is barely louder than a whisper, and it’s filled with nerves. But this isn’t her mom we’re rushing to. It’s my mom. My mom, who I hadn’t seen in years before she was found in that hospital where Dad stashed her, far away from her sons, the people who actually loved her and needed her. There’s part of my soul—what little of it is left—that craves the sight of her. That longs to have her look into my eyes and see me for the first time in too long.
“We’ll be there in a minute.” I can’t slow down. When the asshole in front of me taps his brakes instead of trying to beat a yellow light, I swerve around him, honking, ignoring the shouts through his window as I speed through the light and travel the last block before the hospital comes up.
“You have to try to calm down.” Leni’s hand covers my leg, and I have to resist the impulse to brush it away like I would a mosquito or a fly—like she’s a pest when she is anything but. “You don’t want her to see you like this. She would want you to be calm.” She’s right. The fact that I almost swatted her away proves that. But she doesn’t know how it feels, either. Thinking for so long something was lost forever, then finally getting it back.
I wish Nix was here. That would make it perfect.
My heart is sinking by the time I take a quick right turn into the hospital parking lot. Dammit. He should be here. She should have both of her sons with her, letting her know we never stopped thinking about her, that we’ve been waiting for her to wake up ever since finding her alive.
But no. One of us is supposedly dead.
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