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So now I was alone and trapped with this very unrepentant bastard.
For one of the few times in my life, I hadn’t thought this all the way through. I sucked in a deep breath and tried to find my calm. Freaking out would only escalate the situation. “What do you think you’re doing?” I asked slowly. Partly because I wanted to know his plan. Partly because I wanted him to realize that we were in a public place and multiple people had seen him talking to me before we disappeared.
If he were smart, he would realize the stupidity of doing anything rash. However, if this day proved anything, it was that Grant was a moron.
“What the fuck do you think I’m doing? You think you can go to the board with your hysterical claims?”
I scoffed before remembering that I wasn’t supposed to be insulting. “I’m taking my very reasonable and provable claims,” I said calmly. I hated that he was the one being insane and I was the one trying to placate him.
I needed to get out of this gross room. Without another word, I crossed to the door, but Grant’s arm shot out. His flat palm hit the wall next to me, stopping me from leaving.
“Not so fast. We need to come to an understanding.”
What kind of understanding was he expecting me to agree to? If it meant getting out of this bathroom, I’d tell him whatever he wanted to hear. “Fine. I was wrong. You have all the glory and prestige you want, and I’ll get back into the kitchen and make sandwiches.” Okay, so maybe I wasn’t the best liar.
Grant must’ve agreed because he pushed his other arm against the wall, effectively caging me in. Considering I was already trapped in this bathroom with him, I was officially in danger territory. “Let me go,” I said, simply and clearly. My mind raced through the possibilities. I wasn’t a fighter. The only move I knew was a knee to the groin, and if I was going to do that, I’d have to get it right the first time...
I really didn’t want it to come to that.
“I thought you already knew your place in the hierarchy. I would’ve taken care of you, you know?” He moved to run the back of one of his fingers along the side of my cheek, and I couldn’t help but close my eyes.
I should keep them open. Face this monster in front of me.
But this was so much worse than I could’ve guessed. I thought Grant was a selfish jerk.
What if he was so much more sinister?
“C-coming here was a mistake. I’m sorry.” I tried to sound calm, but the tremor in my voice was unmistakable.
“As long as we’re clear.” He stepped away from me.
I eyed him. I now had a clear path to the door, but every instinct I had told me it was a trap.
Fuck it. I was out of here before he changed his mind. I bolted for the door but Grant’s hand fisted in my hair and yanked.
I flailed wildly, but every motion increased the pressure on my scalp. Grand didn’t stop pulling until he was close enough that I could feel his disgusting body heat. My stomach clenched, and I swallowed to prevent myself from gagging. I wanted to be calm and attack this in a logical manner, but fear bubbled up from inside me and the panic was all-consuming.
“What guarantee do I have that you won’t go out there and do something stupid?”
I blinked frantically and tried to get my wits together.He was saying I was going to be stupid?The bolt of anger I felt was refreshing. It chased away some of the panic threatening to drown me.
But thinking clearly didn’t help all that much. How was I supposed to convince him I wasn’t going to get out of his clutches and immediately fuck his shit up? Especially because that’s exactly what I planned to do...
He pushed me forward until my face was pressed against the damp and sticky wall. “How about a taste of what happens to someone who crosses me?”
Who was this guy?Grant had always been a jerk, but he’d never given any indication he was dangerous.
What the hell was I expecting? Him to wear an informative sign identifying him as a psycho?
I was expecting him to hit me. Kick me. Hurt me in some way.
What I wasn’t expecting was his grubby hand reaching around to grab at my breasts. “You’re always so covered up,” he said into my ear. “If anyone asks, I’ll just tell them you came in here to show me what you were hiding under all those layers of polyester. You already came into the bar with your tits hanging out in front of the entire department.”
His whisky-flavored breath wafted over my face, and fear and rage mixed within me. And then there was no playing it smart.
My mouth opened, and I let out the loudest, most panicked scream I could muster. Even if it was too loud in the bar for anyone to hear, even if no one would make it past the locked door.
The panic fully overtook me, and I lost it. I screamed, kicked, and thrashed. I tried to rip my hair from his grip, but it was too late.
