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Okay, maybe more thanone.
She didn’t just want Gavin to stop viewing her as his young ward and have sex with her. No, she wanted to be his companion in all the ways that counted. She wanted him to desire her body and treat her the way men treat their wives. She’d been so sure when she turned eighteen that Gavin would stop giving her platonic kisses on the forehead and lay one on her mouth. That day never came, though, and no matter how much she tried to tempt him, heresisted.
God, it was frustrating. Her body ached every time they were in the same room. Her heart squeezed and begged for Gavin’s to recognize its counterpart, but he refused. So where did that leave Tawny? Why pissing him off until he snapped and let himself be seduced, of course. And today she was going fullthrottle.
Tawny heard the general’s truck pull out of the garage and wasted no time grabbing her purse. She flew down the stairs, intending to grab a granola bar out of the pantry. When she opened it, however, she saw a short stack of pancakes sitting on the table, a bowl of whipped cream and strawberries beside it. “Stupid, thoughtful jerk,” she whispered angrily, moisture burning behind her eyes. “I’m not eatingthat.”
One her way to the cabinets, she popped a strawberry into her mouth and groaned. On her next pass, she snagged a fork and cut out a little triangle of pancake, swiping it through the whippedcream.
“This is who you are now? A pancake waster?” Tawny kicked the chair out and sat down. “Wasting food helps no one.” She ate most of the pancakes before talking herself back into her resolve. Today was the day she broke thegeneral.
Half an hour later, Tawny arrived at the address written on the businesscard.
Amotel?
Not just any motel, either. A broke-ass joke of a motel. The parking spot lines were faded into nothing, and the sign looked like a rock had been thrown through the middle. When she met the model scout in the mall yesterday, the aging hipster in Tom Ford glasses had seemed legit. His website was decent. Apparently, it was even easier than she’d thought to create a fake business. Good thing she didn’t learn that lesson that hardway.
Dammit. She would have to find another way to anger Gavin. Putting her life at risk for the cause would be counterproductive if she wouldn’t even be alive to give him hervirginity.
Tawny put the car in reverse but stopped short of pulling away when a girl her age walked out of one of the motel rooms. A gorgeous girl with pin-straight blonde hair and a great figure. The model scout walked out after her, kissing her cheek and exchanging words. Almost simultaneously, they seemed to catch sight of Tawny in the car, waving herover.
She was still skeptical, but how shady could this guy be if another woman trustedhim?
Turned out, women could be shady, too. Or down on their luck and desperate forcash.
As soon as the three of them walked into the motel room, Tawny began mentally berating herself for not driving away. At least five other women were there. Several sheets hung from the ceiling, creating partitions for each of them, so they could perform live on webcams. Naked performing. They moaned and touched themselves while their numbers ticked up in the corner of thescreens.
Swallowing the acid that rose in her throat, Tawny backed toward the door, but the blonde blocked her path. “What are youdoing?”
“Stay a while,” said Aging Hipster as he joined them. “You won’t know until you try it whether or not you like it. Easy money,too.”
“You’ve got a great look. So innocent,” crooned the blonde, playing with Tawny’s hair. “You’re going to fry the system with viewingrequests.”
“I was thinking I could come back tomorrow.” Tawny smiled and tried to free herself from the cocoon they’d created around her. “I’ll bringdonuts.”
Aging Hipster laughed. “Unfortunately, you’ve seen our lucrative…and illegal…setup here. You might look innocent, but you can’t leave that way. Innocent people call the cops.” He nodded toward an empty partitioned space. “You leave after a day’s work. That way we’ve got your tape if you maketrouble.”
The blonde squeezed her shoulder. “Soundgood?”
Tawny shivered. “Was thatrhetorical?”
Neither one of them answered her and that’s when panic truly set in. The general had taught her some basic self-defense moves before he stopped touching her altogether. She called on them now, stomping down on the blonde’s instep and throwing an elbow in Aging Hipster’s face. There was no time to savor the spray of blood, though, and Tawny lunged for the door, opening it an inch, before it was slammed shut and she was dragged back on her hands and knees, a hand clapped over her mouth as she tried toscream.
That’s how Gavin found her when he kicked open thedoor.
Chapter Three
Gavin
Gavin was homicidal.
Fire raced through his system, top to bottom, at the sight of Tawny being held captive, the fear in her eyes reaching out and gripping him by the neck. Scared? The girl he’d protect with his very life was scared? No. NO. Unacceptable. It sent rage funneling through his veins, until he was being sustained by nothing but the rivers of fire that ran inside his body. Who were these people? Who dared lay their fucking hands on his angel? Burn it all down. He would incinerate this hell and everyone inside ofit.
Mine. Mine mine mine mine mine. Who the fuck is touching what’smine?
An ungodly burst of violence shot up Gavin’s sternum and he turned and punched a hole clear through the door, before ripping it off its hinges and driving it full force into the man in glasses. The man who’d been suicidal enough to touch Tawny. Gavin’s first victim flew across the room, tearing a sheet from the ceiling on his way to bouncing off thewall.
“Gavin…” Tawnywhimpered.
