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I grab her arm and tug her close. A spark of current flows between us, shooting straight to my groin, so tight with longing. “You’re not the first one to find out your entire life is fucked because your own blood screwed you over for money,” I growl. “We’ve lost people, too. And it sucks. But getting pinched by the cops isn’t the way to take back control.”
“They’ll find me again. Just like they found Laney and Kylian. And that’s if Tyson doesn’t find me first.” Her chin lifts in defiance. “Someone is going to kill me. So how’s that for your little plan to marry me, huh? You’re assuming I’ll actually make it through the engagement alive.” Her nostrils flare, teeth clenched so tight her jaw might actually crack from the pressure.
The sirens get louder.
“I’m your best shot at surviving.” I bend over, lift her, and fling her over my shoulder.
She screams. “Ouch! My arm, you animal.”
“I’ll stitch it back together later. Maybe. And while I’m at it, I might stitch your lips together, too.”
Her fist flies against my back, over and over.
But instead of making me angry, it makes my dick hard.
A few seconds later, we’re on the road toward my place.
“I’ll take care of your truck.” Nik swings his steering wheel to turn around a corner. “Nobody is following us, and nobody will think you’re home if your truck isn’t there.” He slants me a look. “Today was a world-class fuckup, Z.”
“No shit,” I mutter.
“We need to find out who the hell else is after her.”
“Next time they try to kidnap her, I’ll get a name and number.” I roll my eyes and stare out the window.
“Shove your sarcasm up your ass. We need to know what we’re up against.”
“It makes sense that someone wants to fuck with St. James. He’s a low-life bastard.”
“How the hell did they find her? You said Kylian spotted you outside the hotel, right?”
“Yeah.” The stress knot on the back of my skull just keeps getting bigger and bigger.
“Kylian didn’t do this. The guy who grabbed me said Kylian was dead.” Skyla’s voice cracks. “Dead, as in, can’t talk, dickwad.”
“He’s not dead, for fuck’s sake. I told you.” I ball my hands into tight fists, all the ways I plan to punish Skyla for shooting off that mouth wallpapering my brain. “They went to the hotel looking for Kylian and Skyla.”
“You don’t know that. You don’t know anything!”
This time when Skyla tries to hit me, I catch her by the wrist. “Do it again, and I’ll handcuff you to the ceiling of my bathroom tonight.”
She wrenches her wrist out of my grip, and I let her go so that she flies back against the seat.
“Did anyone follow you to my place?” Nik asks.
“No.” I pause. “Butsomeoneknew where to find us.”
“Fuck, you’re right,” Nik mutters, slamming his fist on the steering wheel. “Luka’s gonna be pissed when he hears what went wrong and how we need to fix it. This was supposed to be a simple job.”
I scoff. “Yeah, well, it’s not like she’s not the most agreeable captive.”
“Stop talking about me like I’m not even here.”
I fire off a glare over my shoulder. “You tried to run twice. You know what they say. Third time’s the fucking charm. Wanna test me?”
“Let’s be very clear. The only low-life bastard in this car isyou.” Hatred spews from her words, but she doesn’t volunteer anything more, which is a damn good thing considering Nik has no clue why she has this opinion of me. He just thinks she’s a spoiled, feisty bitch. And damn, he’s right about that.
This girl is as fierce as she is brilliant, and I’m going to love every second that it takes to break her.
