GENRE: YA Post Apocalyptic
An ex-boyfriend (Wesley) almost infected Ruby (Marking). Sam initially hid a note Wesley sent, but finally handed it over. Ruby’s mad and confused and Sam explains his reasons.
“He wants you. He tried Marking you before and it didn’t work. He thought you were his. He wants you, desperately, and he doesn’t care what happens to you or anyone else as long as he gets what he wants.”
“That’s ridiculous.” I tried to pull away but he wouldn’t release my arms. “Why would you think that’s the reason he needs to talk to me?”
“Read that note.”
“That’s not what it says.”
“I know it,” Sam said, “because it’s what I’d want. It’s what I’d want to do if I were him. That’s why I hate that little jerk. He wants what I want, and I understand it. I get it, I get him. The difference is, he’s willing to hurt you, and that I cannot forgive.”
I felt like I’d been slapped.
Sam’s golden eyes bored into me, burning me up. I’d been freezing a minute before but now heat flooded my body, leaving no room for the shivering little girl I’d been. We stood like that, staring at each other for a second. Two. Suddenly, Sam pulled me to him again, his mouth crushing mine, lips pressing urgently, moving hot against me.
Flames consumed me, coursed through me and I leaned into him, pressing against him with equal force. One of his arms held me tightly while the other moved up to my hair. His fingers slid up to cup the base of my scalp. He lifted me off the ground with his other arm, and molded me against him, and the rain covered us through it all. Too soon, he broke the contact between us and sat down cross legged. I swayed until he pulled me down to his lap, already missing something I hadn’t even known a moment before.