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24- Come closer.

   When the dark-haired man exits the room, the blonde one comes up to me and swipes out his knife, already looking at my left wrist to untie. Of course, his eyes are steady, not glancing behind him at Ellie, who has already cut her right wrist from her binds and is working on her other hand.

   Oh God... I need to distract him...

The man flashes me a look of disapproval as he crouches down and cuts my left wrist loose, holding it tightly with his free hand. He glances into my eyes and his caramel ones stay on mine when I tell him in my most sexy voice, "You know, you are kind of cute..."

The man freezes, his grip loosening on my wrist. I smile though, and watch as he returns a grin.

"Since this may be my last day alive..." I murmur, stealing the quickest of glances at Ellie, who is free and already untying Wolfe. When I look back at the blonde man's caramel eyes, I jerk my wrist free and then I cup his left cheek in my hand.

He blinks, but then when I start pulling him closer, his eyes lower to my lips. I lick them, and then he loses it and dives in. His lips press against mine, and I try to hold back a gag as he opens his mouth and lets his eyes close.

His left hand brushes through my hair, and his right one sits on the side of the chair. With my eyes still open, I eye the knife in his hands. Then, I pull away from his lips slightly as I whisper to him, "Come closer."

He does, but I bring my left hand down from his face only to snatch away the man's knife. The man's eyes open wide, and before he even realizes what I've done, my right arm is free.

Using all of my might, I bring my right hand as far back as it will go, and then I release it and watch as it whacks the man on the side of the face and he goes plummeting towards the floor. Not wasting any time, though, I reach down, cut the ropes around my ankles, and bounce to my feet all in a matter of seconds.

"Eve!" Gage calls to me, so I meet his gaze. His eyes are wide, frantic even, as I make my way over to him and then chop up the binds at his ankles. When I stand up and then reach down to cut the ropes around his wrists, Gage cries out and suddenly a thick arm pulls me into a choke-hold, with a knife nearly digging into my skin.

With my air cut off, I glance over at Ellie and watch as she cuts off the last of Wolfe's ropes and then moves on to Gage. The man holding me, though, speedily drags me away from my friends and towards the only door in this room. Not thinking twice when I see the flicker of fear in Wolfe's eyes, I toss the knife that is gripped in my hand in his direction.

It lands only feet away from him, so he scrambles for it, but my heartbeat is quickening and my ears start ringing. I reach up and claw at the man's arm. He curses, but all he does is brings the knife closer to my skin so that it is letting blood rain down. I dig my nails into his large arm as the man nears the big, cement door. He grumbles something, and then throws me against the concrete wall.

My head slams against it, and because of the blurriness in my eyes and the weakness in my body, I slowly slide down the wall. The man grabs me, thankfully, and holds me up, his body only inches away from mine.

He leans forward, his head bowing to my left ear when he murmurs, "I like this position. I just wish it were under better circumstances."

With the blurriness fading and only dots sitting in my vision, I let my confused mind try to make sense of his statement as I peer into his regretful caramel eyes.