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The night air surrounded them as the moon and stars shone brighter than the security light. Topaz didn’t know what to say to him as she stood, arms crossed with him glaring at her.
“What do you want from me?” Onyx asked. “Seriously, from the first day I saw you walking through the clinic, you’ve been scared of me. I get I’m big, I’m black—”
“That’s not it,” she snapped. “You don’t understand what you do to me. And that day, I wasn’t expecting to see a stranger when the clinic was closed.”
Onyx took one step and she retreated. Her back to the wall as he stood over her and cradled her face in his hand. Bending his head, his lips so close when he spoke they brushed hers with sweet heat from the single deep purr of her name, “Topaz…”
A swath of light blinded them. Cutting the tight space and causing them to close their eyes as if the cops had spotlighted the couple. At first, she wondered if Hollywood was fucking with them until her eyes adjusted enough to see a large black van parked a few feet from them.
Onyx raised his arm to block the light, but four men had already jumped out of the side and approached with guns and bats.
The click of a hammer had Onyx’s eyes widening in front of her.
“Damn man, we barely saw you out here,” one man said as he cocked his head back and forth between Onyx and her. His tight polo would make a person think he was respectable.
Topaz even thought she might have served him at the bar, but her memory was tumbling to years past. There was no holding on to what happened moments ago. Her fears slamming into her like a wave after a speedboat passed too close in a lake. Knocking her over and stealing her breath all at the same time.
“At first, all we saw was a shadowed sexy woman. Thank goodness for that bandage or we might not have seen you until you smiled wide.”
Onyx’s jaw tightened as his head moved forward a bit from the barrel of the gun being pressed into his skull. When his forehead met hers, a moment that should be intimate, shared between them was destroyed by a punk.
“Hey nigger, think you’ve stepped a little too close to this fine woman,” the man holding the gun spat.
Topaz froze as her past came crashing into her. A mix of sounds, smells and words melding together in one fucked upnot again, dear God I can’t go through it againmoment.
“Help us settle a bet,” the man bold enough to confront them because his bestie had a gun to Onyx’s head said. “When you get out of a car does the oil pressure drop? I mean you’re so damn dark, I wondered if you were going to tell me you were a Nigerian prince dropping off this lady’s investment.”
The last two men yanked on Onyx’s arms, but he stayed stone still like a statue, his head the only connection between them. Should she tell Onyx to let them take him? That she’d run inside and have a dozen men chasing them down in less than a minute? Would he even have a minute? Her fingers grasped his shirt and clung to him as a lifeboat to rescue them both. Why hadn’t she told him how much he made her heart swoon? That his face was in her dreams, not nightmares, but dreams. Hopes for the future. The life she lost once before, but could have again, if only they hadn’t come out here to fight. All— because she wanted to be the one dancing on him. The one turning him on and being taken in the back to fuck until they were both exhausted.
“I’m gonna say this nicely,” Onyx said. “Back—the fuck—off.”
Topaz could see the fear in his eyes, but it didn’t make it to his voice. Did the man have a block in place or was it the faking it shit, Hollywood used to talk about? Stressful, scary situations happen, but you have to wait until they are over before you react. The moment breaking down won’t make it go quicker or better. Onyx was scared, but if he panicked both of them would be screwed. Right now, all she could see were his eyes losing their light and her being covered in his blood. What was the alternative?
“I’m sure you’re used to what’s about to happen,” the mouthpiece said.
Onyx’s arms were then yanked, this time by more than one man forcing him to be compliant and cuffing his wrists together.
“We’re not in your dungeon pervert, no reason to be so tight with the cuffs. We both know how you like it, Daddy,” Onyx spat when the final click of the cuffs caused his face to wince. His eyes, dark pools were telling her to stay. He’d take the blunt of what was about to happen.
But she didn’t have the option to run. Go for help and save him. Her arms were twisted behind her as she was pinned to the wall. The man taking a few liberties with an unnecessary pat down.
“Hey, she may be built like a twelve year old boy,” Onyx said, continuing his goading of the men. “But you’re not gonna like it when you get around to the front. Sorry boys, without a strap on, she’s not going to be able to fuck you in the ass like you—”
A loud thwack silenced Onyx as his head fell forward and the men had to catch him and drag him to the van. The soles of his booted feet were facing her in the saddest way imaginable.
With a tug of her arm, Topaz was pulled from the wall. A harsh scrape of her skin to the brick before she was thrown inside the van next to Onyx. A gag placed over his mouth and she saw his eyes fluttering in his struggle to stay at least somewhat conscious. Salt from the terry cloth washcloth stuffed in her mouth stirred her belly, sending bile up her throat with no relief as a band was wrapped around her head.
Topaz wasn’t sure what the hell happened, just that they were in trouble. She inched closer to Onyx, wishing her arms weren’t behind her back and she could cradle his head on her lap. Anything to care for the man still fighting, more for her then him, until they’d knocked him out.
The world had slowed— to her, an hour had passed in the few minutes it took to grab them both. No chance of Manny coming out with a bag of trash, not because he was swamped. No, herfear meattitude lately had him moving away from her like a set of magnets turned around. A sharp sting and rush of cold hit her in the neck and she turned to see a needle being plunged, the liquid inside vanishing in a rush as the blackness took over before she appreciated what hit her.
