Chapter 42 Do You Want To Leave?
- [ZEKE]
- I don’t know what leads me here, to this door. To the gnawing urge to get her alone.
- It isn’t reason. It isn’t even desire—at least not the kind I can weaponize. It’s an itch under my skin, a fever I can’t fucking scratch. A compulsion, I guess, that makes my legs move before I’ve decided where I’m going. I’m at the door before I realize it.