[She was not going to be back. Owen could get used to learning just how stubborn Jessica could be. She grumbled and kept pulling at the sheet when it got caught on things, heading up for the road but keeping just shy of being seen from it. If there was a road, it had to lead somewhere. And somewhere along the way there might be a house or a hotel or something. She could figure out what to do then and there.
And then it would just be a matter of tracking down Kilgrave. She could bring his head back to Owen as a tro--
Goddammit, no. She was never going to see him again. No matter how good he smelled. Or tasted. Or felt inside her. God... he'd felt so damn good. She was covered in his stupid scent, had his come inside her and making a mess on her thighs. She needed to get cleaned up so she could stop thinking about him. But that didn't stop her from walking further from Shaw clan territory.]
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And then it would just be a matter of tracking down Kilgrave. She could bring his head back to Owen as a tro--
Goddammit, no. She was never going to see him again. No matter how good he smelled. Or tasted. Or felt inside her. God... he'd felt so damn good. She was covered in his stupid scent, had his come inside her and making a mess on her thighs. She needed to get cleaned up so she could stop thinking about him. But that didn't stop her from walking further from Shaw clan territory.]