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“Call me a little bird one more time and I’ll bite your damn face off!”
“Is that a promise, little bird?”
“Let go of me.”
“Someone’s clearly feeling better.”
“Yeah. Good enough to kick your ass.”
“Oh? And how’s that working out for you?”
A brief pause takes hold of us, nothing but our labored breathing and war drum hearts to fill the silence. It occurs to me then how close we are, our bodies melded together and our lips hovering an inch or so away. Anticipation boils in the pit of my stomach.
Is this bastard going to kiss me or not?
I’m simultaneously alarmed and thrilled by the idea. Especially so when I feel the hard bulge in the front of his pants grinding against my core. I gulp air, equal parts amazed and anxious at howbighis cock feels nudging my inner thigh.
A sudden desire grabs me by the throat.
Good God, it should be illegal to smell this good.
Gabriel regards me with a conflicted look in his eyes. Does he know what he’s doing to me? Can he sense my arousal? Can he tell how badly I want to make good on my promise and sink my teeth into him? He’s clearly just as affected as I am, so why isn’t he doing anything about it? Do Iwanthim to do anything about it?
The answer is a resoundingfuck yes.
My phone goes off.
My heart leaps into my throat.
Gabriel releases me without hesitation, appearing almost as eager as I am to answer. I answer the call, hands shaking.
“Dad?” I rasp. “Dad, are you okay? Thank God, I was really starting to worry—”
“Hello, Rocky,” a pitchy voice that most certainly doesnotbelong to my father answers my frantic words.
Lucius Loran, our absentee getaway driver.
Chapter 6
Raquel
Acold chill washes over me.
Do you think someone set us up?
I posed the question in the midst of the adrenaline and my confusion, but never revisited it because I was more concerned with my escape and subsequent meet-up with Dad. Now that I hear Lucius’ voice on the other end of what’s supposed to be a secure line, I know the truth.
Our failed heist, the bomb going off, our lack of a getaway vehicle… all intentional. What better way to foil a perfectly executed plan than to have someone sabotage it from the inside? This whole time, I was worried about the police finding me. I feel stupid for not looking inward.
It’s always those closest to you that you expect the least.
“Where the hell is Chet?” I snap. “I swear to God, if you’ve hurt him—”
Lucius clicks his tongue. “Would you relax, Rocky? You know I don’t have a taste for violence. There’s a reason I’m the getaway driver, not the muscle man. Chet’s just chilling out beside me.”
“Let him go.”
“Man, you really don’t understand how negotiations work, huh?”
