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Kendall pushed out a long, slow breath. “Well, that’s actually good. We have to leave and go find Reggie. Zane thinks he’s loose in the park searching for an afterhours sex story.”
Logan’s eyes rolled toward the ceiling, and he shook his head. “Bastard.” Which was exactly Kendall’s point of view.
Jocelyn woke up all alone and in a strange place. Before her thoughts could make sense, she heard a rattle of what sounded like chains. Eyes opening fast, she looked at one wrist and realized it was handcuffed to a loop attached to the headboard. There was a very soft blanket covering her, too.
How in the world had she slept so soundly as to not feel them handcuff her to the bed? A smile shaped her lips as she stretched. She felt like she’d been in the same position for hours.
On the nightstand next to her was the key to open the softly lined cuffs and a note.
She sat up, retrieved the key, and let herself loose. She also grabbed the note.
Had to take care of a problem in town. Please don’t leave yet. We’ll return as soon as possible. Rest up.
Trust us, you’ll need it for round two.
Jocelyn smiled and put the note near her purse, and the key back on the nightstand. Still naked, but surprisingly refreshed, she exited the playroom and made a beeline for the bathroom. A glance at the clock on her way out made her take a second look. It was early morning. Dawn was less than an hour away.
She was shocked to find that she’d been asleep for several hours, but more shocked that they’d left her alone for so long. The problem in town must have been worse than they thought. Grateful they’d left the key to release herself, Jocelyn made a quick visit to the bathroom. Back in the room, she grabbed her clothing from the neat pile on the chair that Logan had sat in earlier while watching her with Kendall. Having Logan watching them had been much sexier than she’d anticipated.
Dressing quickly, Jocelyn dug through her purse to find her phone. She should check for any messages, since she’d been sort of off grid for so long. After trying to turn her phone on with no success, she realized she’d forgotten to charge it. It was dead. She pushed out a frustrated sigh. Great.
She crossed the floor quickly to the nice computer desk in the main room. Tentatively, she settled into the plush executive desk chair to look around. Now she didn’t have to lie. She truly did need to check her e-mails. She could point to her phone as the reason.
This was her best chance to take a quick look at their computer. The outside door was across the room and she’d have to pay attention to listen for their return. Surely they wouldn’t leave her for much longer. Or perhaps they’d already come back to check on her and she’d just slept through it. She would have woken, right?
Although, after the earlier two rounds with Logan in the stable master’s office, and then the mind-blowing orgasm from round one with Kendall, a tornado could have swept by and she likely would have slept through it. Good sex did equal good sleep as it turned out.
After inspecting the components of the computer, she seated herself at the desk again and did some exploring. The machine was already running and the password had been entered, so she could look at anything she wanted. She took it as a sign that she should continue.
A streak of guilt akin to searching through someone’s medicine cabinet filled her momentarily, but she shoved it away. She didn’t plan to hurt anything. She just wanted a quick peek for the sake of locating her sister.
With one eye on the door, Jocelyn first accessed her personal files to check for any emergencies since she’d taken the day off. There were several messages from her parents wanting an update. Jocelyn exited out of her personal files and moved on to searching around inside their hard drive for anything in any file that might give her any information on Dean or Jenna specifically being at the park or visiting in the past month.
She saw absolutely nothing.
Finding a roster of those living in this compound, she quickly noted Kendall’s and Logan’s names. Turned out that they owned this house. Interesting. So not the hired hands she’d been led to believe they were, but instead a part of the wealthy cadre of owners. She didn’t blame them for keeping that a secret.
