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I would have looked pretty skewered on that.
“Damn, temptress. Twice now,” someone moans, pulling my attention to the group I was hiding amongst.
“I’m so sorry, Ryker. I didn’t mean to. I thought we were going to die,” the hottie with the body says as she helps a guy up.
Unsure about the group of men and worried about what I’ve just stumbled into, I wait for fuckernuts to punch me in the gut, but I get nothing as I look at the group. Maybe I was meant to find them. They don’t look armed, rather more or less lost like I am as they cough and try to brush the debris off of themselves.
If I had to guess, I would say we’re in an office, but I don’t see a door anywhere.
“Where are we?” I ask no one in particular as I brush off some debris and ash off my jeans.
“Hell,” a couple of the guys say simultaneously.
I glance over in their direction. Something flickers like recognition, but I can’t place their names. I think I know them or have seen them around, but before I can react, the woman I saw earlier flings herself at me. Without thinking, I catch her in my arms as she squeezes me tight.
“Lynx! Oh my God, I’ve missed you so much. How did you get here?”
I can hear the relief and happiness in her tone, but I’m completely dumbfounded at what the fuck she’s going on about. How does she even know me?
She pulls back and looks up at me for a moment, and a sob breaks from her as I wet my dry lips in a panic.
“Uhh. Sorry. Who are you?” I ask as my brows pull down in confusion, and I frown. “I mean, you sound familiar, but I don’t know you.”
She shakes her head for a moment before squinting and pursing her lips. “Oh stop it, Lynx!” she laughs. “You’re such an ass. I’m Rez, your best friend, duh. Stop playing.” She smiles up at me and playfully smacks me on my firm chest, making my pecs pop. I know it’s a serious situation, the fact I can’t remember who she is, but I can’t help but flirt with her. She’s drop-dead gorgeous.
“Sorry.” I shrug. “But you can smack me around any time you want, though, beautiful.” I wink, hopefully lessening the blow. “That doesn’t change the fact I don’t remember you. Everything is a blank slate,” I point to my head. “Don’t take it personally. Until I get my memory back, I’ll just have to take your word for it.” I give her a sly smile as I lean back and take in her outfit, letting my eyes travel up and down her body. “So, best friends, huh? The kind that’s there for each other and rubs all the problems away?” I say with a smirk. “You know what? I have this huge problem right now. I don’t seem to remember what it feels like to come. Wanna help your bestie out?”
She reels back as if I slapped her for a moment and blinks her owlish gray eyes at me before giving me a sly smile. Damn, is she really going to get nasty right here? I mean, I’m all for voyeurism.
“Oh, I would loooove to help my bestie out,” she purrs and runs both her hands up my shirtless stomach and over the ridges of my abdomen. My muscles flex under her warm touch, and I can’t help but wonder how her hands would feel roaming over the rest of my body. Feeling her delicate hands caress my body like a lover awakens something primal inside me and sends electricity straight to my cock, hardening it.
Fuck.
Her hands slowly curve over my pecs, and she applies pressure right where it makes me weak. How the fuck does she know what makes me feel good? I’m about to moan as she reaches my nipples, but the titty twister she gives me is anything but sensual.
“Oww. What the fuck?” I pull back and cover my sweet nips. “You should savor these like strawberries, not rip them off like a condom wrapper. What’s wrong with you, you heathen?” I yell at the gray-eyed beauty posing as the devil herself.
Note to self, this woman is dangerous, but freaky. I like it.
As one of the guys pulls her back and whispers into her ear, I get the feeling that I care for this woman. Thoughts of ripping her out of his arms plague me. Why is she giving him attention when it should be me? I shake my head in shock. Where did that come from? I can’t be jealous that she’s in another man’s arms when I don’t even know who she is. But there’s something that’s just out of reach as to why I’m bothered that some other male is whispering to her so intimately.
“Well, at least we’re all okay and no one got hurt. I would hate to think of what would have happened if they would have caught us. Who were they anyway?” A redhead speaks up.
“Nothing good, and I can only assume, given their dark attire, they were Rebels,” a man in a muddy suit replies.
“Well, it looks like we finally found Lynx,” a tall male with black and blue spiky hair comments, checking me out.
Yeah, buddy. Take a picture… It will last longer. But it won’t keep you warm on those cold nights. I wink, knowing he can’t hear my thoughts.
“I would, but my phone is dead,” the guy says, holding up his phone and giving me a wink of his own.
“Well fuck me, a mindreader?” I ask, enjoying the possibility of that. Talk about a way to fuck with someone. I could have so much fun with him.
“Yep!” he replies.
“Well, great. We found him, but what happened to him?” the redhead male speaks up.
“Him is right here last time I checked, blood bag,” I snark back, looping my thumbs through the hoops on my jeans. It pulls the material down lower, and I don’t miss how several sets of eyes travel down to the edge of my pants. Not just Rez, but a few guys as well.
