Left for Dead: A Quarterback's Revenge

n, blinding sunlight made me flinch. My arms were zip-tied

e sand, the humid, salt

her sorority girl smile tw

n? This is

y eyes, my mouth. I spit it out, tastin

is this, Tara?

the frat house parking lot, two guys I did

rcling me like a shark. "She' s

shore, I heard Caleb Blakely

Tara? I just wanted him t

. "He'll be fine, sweetie. A littl

he one my dad forced me to mentor. He was standing on the de

't even l

boat' s railing. Her face was a mask of disa

ll them to let me go!" I

d at me, her e

she said, her voice carrying over

lose to mine. "Nicole thinks you need

already on, and Nicole's voice came

shing the memorial for Caleb's mother..

ing against the zip ties. "Caleb set

uld hear the faint sound of Caleb sni

her voice laced with a false sadness. "I saw you

etween us for months!" I pleaded. "Thin

k. "Because Dad likes him. Because you think h

as my fiancée, the woman I was supposed to ma

e, this is an island!

ine starting up mad

oice wavering just a little. "No distractions. Just you and

peration clawing at my throat. "There are snakes, alligators!

cut in. "I told her it wa

Caleb!"

to him like that. This is exactly why you're th

ne wen

ssion. She dropped the satellit

od detox,"

ll dinghy that took her back to the main boat. I watched as it

abandoned on a deserted island by t