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“That’s all I’ll ever ask of you, sweetheart.”
Once again, Tony pressed his lips to mine.I could taste his promise, and it filled me with a sense of determination.Fear closed in on me from every angle, yet Tony’s kiss granted a shield, fortifying me against the unknown.
“Ah-hem,” Drake interrupted loudly.
Startled, I jerked away from Tony and stared up at the burly Dom filling my doorway.
“I wasn’t done yet, sweetheart.Get back here,” Tony growled as he gripped my hair and pulled me in to finish the kiss.
“You two will have to get a room later.Right now, we’ve got to get out of here,” Drake grinned, tossing a roll of black duct tape at Tony.
Blinking at the shiny black adhesive as it sailed through the air, I darted a worried glance between the two Doms.
“What’s that for?”
“Christ, girl.Do you have to question everything?”Drake growled with a teasing grin as he swaggered toward the bed and lifted me into the air with one beefy arm.“We know what we’re doing.”
“Right.Um, exactly, whatarewe doing?”Tony arched a brow at the tattooed Dom.
“Taping her ankle to mine of course.”Drake shot him a wide grin.Tony still looked confused.“Here’s how it’s going to work.”
After a quick explanation, the two men taped my casted ankle to Drake’s sock, before hiding the evidence beneath the cuffs of our pants.With my casted arm wrapped around the big Dom’s waist, he slipped on a trench coat, concealing my bulky arm.Drake slipped his arm around my waist and lifted me a fraction of an inch off the floor.With my useless leg attached to his, he took a couple of steps.Our legs moved in tandem.Although, we were joined together as if ready for a three-legged race, to the casual observer, it appeared that our steps were simply in sync.
We strolled down the hall to the back door.“I’ll see you soon,” Tony whispered in my ear before he cast an uneasy glance toward Drake.“Take care of her, bro.”
“You can count on it, man.We’ll meet you back at my place.I’ve got Dylan, Nick, and Savannah lined up to drive Trevor home.”
Drake gave me a nod, then pulled the heavy metal door open.
Stepping onto the landing, the back of the club looked like a carnival.The only thing missing were rides and cotton candy.Police cars and an armored vehicle choked the parking lot as strobes of red and blue danced over the brick buildings.Onlookers gathered in clusters.
“Keep your head down,” Drake murmured.
Casting my eyes to the ground as members exiting the club pressed around us, Drake inched off the top step.
“When we get to the car, I’m going to drop my keys.When I bend to pick them up, I’m going to cut the tape on our ankles.Hold on to the car; I don’t want you to fall.Okay?”Drake whispered as he seamlessly hauled me down the rest of the stairs.
I nodded.Focused on the ground in front of me, I tried my best to shield my face beneath the dark hood of the jacket.
“Don’t look up.There’s a guy way too interested in who is coming out of the club,” Drake whispered just loud enough for me to hear.“Don’t say a word.Just nod your head and play along.”
I had no idea what he’d planned, but I’d gladly do anything he wanted as long as it kept me alive.Just the fact that someone was watching us made my heart jackhammer in my chest.
“It’s a damn circus back here.Fuckin’ assholes have to go and ruin our night, Trevor.What the fuck,” Drake ranted in a loud angry tone.“When we get home,boy, I’m going to put that sweet mouth of yours to work.Understand?”
A part of me wanted to laugh at Drake’s charade, but I was too damn scared to do anything more than issue a silent nod.
“That’s my good boy,” Drake praised in a deep booming voice as he clutched me tight against his burly frame.
As we made our way into the chaos, Drake’s cell phone rang.Cursing under his breath, he picked up the pace, all but dragging me to his car.When he plucked out his phone, his keys dropped to the ground.While it wasn’t exactly how we’d planned it, I leaned against his vehicle as he bent down.Within seconds, the duct tape gave way, and Drake hooked his arm around my waist to open the passenger door.
“Hello,” he barked into the phone as he lowered me onto the leather seat.“We’ll be pulling out of the lot in a second.Hang on.”
Forcing my stare to the zipper of my hoodie, Drake closed the door before quickly climbing into the driver’s seat.With the phone wedged between his shoulder and his ear, he didn’t say a word, simply started the engine and wound his way through the congested parking lot.
As we pulled onto Myers Street, I glanced up to see more members spilling out from the front door.Gawkers clogged the sidewalks on both sides of the street.Peeking over at Drake, his face was lined with worry, and he quickly glanced in the rear-view mirror.
“Nothing so far.If that changes, I’ll call you back.Give me the address again.North on Taylor Street and take a left on…Got it.I’ll meet you there.”
