The Debt 6
here,” she said.   “You need to clue me in.”
    “Here’s your first clue,” Jake said, and his tongue licked her earlobe, and then he was sucking on it.   “This is what your days and nights will consist of.”
    She moaned and threw her head back.   It felt amazing.   Her nipples stiffened as his hand worked beneath her shirt and greedily groped her breasts, playing with her nipples as he sucked her earlobe.
    “Jake, please.”
    “Please what?” he asked, his voice heavy with desire.
    “I need to know what’s going on.”
    “ This is what’s going on, Raven.”
    She realized that Jake really did need to tell her something of substance, and that this might just be his way of avoiding the reality of their situation.   She wriggled harder, finally extricating herself from his grasp.   “What’s your plan?   What are we going to do now that we’re stranded in the middle of nowhere?”
    Jake was breathing heavily and his hair was mussed.   His nostrils flared as his shoulders rose and fell with his breath.   “You should just let me worry about what’s next.   I told you that already.”
    “That’s not good enough for me.”
    “Oh, it’s not good enough for you?” he said, his tone giving way to frustration.
    “No, it’s not.   I need to be included in this process.”
    “It’s not a process,” he said.   “This is survival.   I know how to do it better than you do.   And I don’t require any input.”
    “But I want to be included.”
    Jake shook his head.   “So I guess it’s not enough that I’ve given up my career, my best friend, I’ve put myself at risk in every possible way in order to keep you safe.   Now you also need to be on the planning committee, too.”
    “Jake, don’t make me out to be the bad guy for wanting some answers.”
    “You don’t get to make the rules, Raven.   Ever since we started into this relationship, you’ve been slowly trying to break me down and make me do things the way that you want them done.”
    “I don’t understand why you’re so angry with me for having questions.”
    “It’s not your place!” he said, raising his voice and leaning towards her as he spoke.
    She stood there, flabbergasted and deflated at how quickly things between them had changed.   She wanted to cry but forced herself not to.   “Not my place,” she repeated, nodding.   “Not my place.”   She smiled bitterly.   “I should’ve known that nothing’s really changed between us.”
    “Raven,” Jake said, his voice lower now.   “You just don’t understand why it has to be this way.   I’m protecting you—“
    “No, you’re protecting yourself,” she replied.   She stared into his eyes and just from his subtle flinch , she knew it was true .   “You’re afraid to let me in as an equal partner because then maybe you’ll be hurt again.”
    His eyes were now hollow as her words hit home.   “Maybe I’m not as strong as you are,” he said, “but I’m doing the best I can.”
    “I need more than this,” she said.   “I need to be included.   I need you to let me in completely.”
    His shoulders sagged.   “I can’t do that,” he told her.
    “Why not?” she pleaded.   “Why do you want to sabotage what we have?”
    He looked away from her.   “You just can’t accept my limitations, Raven.”
    “Because I don’t believe they’re real.   You’ve been hurt, Jake.   Everyone’s been hurt.”
    Jake turned away from her for a moment and she watched as his broad back expanded and then contracted as he stood there, breathing and thinking. Finally, he turned around and faced her.   “I need to take a walk,” he said.   “I can’t do this right now.”
    “Please, don’t go—“
    “Leave me alone for one damn minute,” he said, and then he quickly left, giving her a wide berth as he exited the cabin.
    She stood in the doorway and watched him walk off into the woods.   Her stomach roiled as she took out her cell

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