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“I’m good, just sick, that’s all. I’ll come out in a minute!” I try to breathe calmly through my nose to regain balance. I am so damn dizzy. So tired.
“Cassandra, can I come in?” a concerned Raine asks me. I hear her talking quietly to someone on the other side.
“Yes, come in, it’s unlocked,” I reply, incapable of lifting my head. A comforting presence kneels in front of me. Hmmm…my mind is playing tricks on me for sure. I am so tired, a quick sweet nap might restore my strength. I don’t bother analyzing it.
Instead, I let the lovely dream take over. Large, firm hands tug me forward until I slip into a warm embrace. My searching lips find a vein beating at the juncture of the neck. I inhale a masculine scent and moan, settling against the comforting muscles. Someone nuzzles the curve of my neck.
Mmmm. The delicious sensation’s spreading through my body. My lips part and I lick the salty skin. The throaty sound vibrates against my ear, making me thrilled to do it again. I punish him with a little bite that my lips soothe.
“Hi, baby, it’s me. Please, open your blue eyes for me,” he begs, his tone sounding tortured. “We need to talk, baby.” At his touch, I feel a shiver running down my spine. The heat’s spreading to my breasts and center, tingling with the need to be touched. I make a sound.
“Cassandra…”
Sleepy, I wind my hands into his hair, tugging, and raise my head to look at him.
“It’s you,” I choke out, surprised.
It’s not a dream, but a nightmare kneeling in
front of me.
“Get the fuck out! You bastard, get the hell out!”
He pulls me up and gathers my tired body in his hands, just to take me back to the living room where everybody is gathered. I feel anger towards this man who insulted me and made me feel so cheap.
My breathing picks up, and my mind starts to race with uncertainty. I don’t know why he decided to come. How did he find me? I step back to give myself space to think. My hands go to my small bump to protect my babies.
I point to the door. “Leave. I don’t want to call the police, but I will.”
My sisters share an alarmed look, finally realizing that perhaps letting the stranger into the apartment was not the best idea.
“Hey, who are you and why is my sister so agitated seeing you?” My youngest sister goes into a protective mode, readying herself to bite his ass off.
Raine grabs the hammer from the toolbox, making Rider roll his eyes. Arianna finds the pepper spray that Raine gave her when she started to travel to school alone.
Wow! I want to laugh at the position he got himself into, but my sisters are not done with him—not by a long shot.
“Do you want to tell us who you are? I advise you, instead of lying, tell us the truth,” Aisha warns him. Raine moves closer, holding the hammer.
Logan’s eyes go to Rider and then dismiss him. The smart man instead assesses the three women in front him. A little firecracker with pepper spray is ready to practice self-defense reflexes, flanked by a hammer fury on the right and a blonde interrogator on the left.
An amused snicker escapes my lips, drawing their eyes to me. Questioning what’s wrong with me, because I’m obviously ruining their mood for the fight.
They look so ridiculous that I lose it. I double over, amused by this situation. The visual of my family ready to act on my behalf is hilarious. Rider, as if knowing my thoughts, starts to laugh, making the girls giggle too. Yep, we are all nuts.
“Oh, look at you, Grandma, getting into the new business. ‘Knock him out. I’m sure we could make few bucks off his clothes and that watch he wears,’” Logan teases Raine.
“On the other hand, give us your all money and the credit cards, now!” Rider says all of a sudden, garnering my respect for creative thinking.
“I understand the cash and the watch, buddy. But what would you do with the cards? You don’t look like you know a way around such nifty things,” Mr. Ass challenges him. I have to do something.
“Well,” I say, as all eyes land on me. “We have here, Aisha, a vicious, no-bullshit interrogator on the left, and Raine is the nightmare with the hammer on the right. Want to see how we work with arrogant asses like you? Rider knows techniques that are very effective. An application of an electric current to the naked ass might be super useful?” I continue, half-joking. “You might tell us the passwords and codes when he is done with you.”
“And how are four tiny women and one skinny man going to manage to strip me naked to torture me?” He still hasn’t lost his amused grin.
“Arianna has a spray to distract you. I have a ‘knee to the dick’ technique down pat. You will be naked in no time, as my sisters will have no problem enjoying your striptease,” I point out.
He raises his hand in a placating manner, trying to give them that killer smile he uses as his secret weapon to charm their panties off. I look at my sisters, noticing that both are blushing and grinning at him. Oh no, you don’t!
