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“I know this isn’t easy for you to understand, but I have decades of experience in combat,” Jasha says, pulling away from the controls and running his fingers through his thick hair. He spins around and points at me. “You, on the other hand, have no experience, so consider this an opportunity to learn.”
“I’m pregnant, Jasha,” I reply, trying to keep from sounding hysteric and probably failing. “I can’t just pick up a gun and charge into battle like you can!”
“Lola, listen, I know you’re freaking out right now because you sound like a bird that’s getting strangled to death. Calm down a little bit and let me explain what we’re going to do. You don’t need to shoot anyone, and you’re not going to be in danger. Let’s start there. Does that make you feel better?”
“No,” I reply, completely bewildered by his attempt to calm me down. It’s not working at all.
“Okay, look at the numbers on the gauge again,” he says, jumping back toward the controls. He presses his finger into the gauge cluster and looks at me. “That’s not enough fuel to get us to Texas. So, we have a couple of options. In fact, I’ll let you choose.” He leans back and crosses his arms. “The first one is what we’d be doing if we wanted to get ourselves killed. We just keep going and hope we have enough fuel to make it to Texas. Obviously, Lorenzo and his gang of angry thieves are going to try to take the train back, and they might just succeed if we allow them to catch us off guard.”
“Okay, obviously not happening,” I reply, trying to get my emotions under control for long enough to reason with Jasha. “But that doesn’t mean we have to resort to violence. We can ditch the train and run.”
“Not happening,” he snaps the moment I finish talking. It’s like he wasn’t even listening.
“Okay, what’s your other great idea?” I ask, spinning around in my seat to face him fully. I cross my arms, awaiting an answer that’s probably only going to piss me off further.
“You’re cute when you’re angry,” he chimes, allowing a smile to slip onto his serious face.
I roll my eyes. “All the jokes in the world aren’t going to make me forgive you for what you’ve put me through. I was thinking I might actually give you a chance, but now I’m realizing once again that you’re out of your goddamn mind.”
“I’m sure you’re right, but you still haven’t heard my other ideas,” he replies, dodging what should’ve been a big hit to his ego.
“I’m not sure that I want to,” I reply.
“You want a spanking or something?” he asks, raising a thick eyebrow. “Because I can make that happen.”
His words send a tremor through me that I cover up with more defiance. I don’t want him to be able to cut through my anger and use my attraction to him against me. He’s manipulative like that, and I’m not falling for it again.
At least, not right this very moment.
“Put a hand on me and I’m pulling the emergency brake on this train and fucking up the wheels for good. You’ll have to get out and push the train yourself if you want it to move after that,” I snarl, leaning toward the controls and hovering my hand over a red switch.
He doesn’t even flinch. “Very cute, babe, but I know you’re not suicidal. You want to get out of this alive just as much as I do, and you needmefor that.” He pushes his thumb into his chest, his upper lip curling with aggression. “So, you’re going to shut that pretty mouth of yours and listen to what I have to say.”
I’m seething but I have nothing left to do but listen to him. I void his eyes though. I refuse to listen to him with the respect he thinks he deserves.
“Your second choice is going to be more appealing,” Jasha assures me, but I don’t have much confidence in what he’s about to propose. I know it’s going to involve violence, and that’s something I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to.
A moment of silence falls between us, anticipation building in the air before he drops the second option on me. “We’re going to give them the train,” he says.
My head turns so fast that I pinch a nerve in my neck. Rubbing it, I look up at him with a scowl. “You’re not serious, are you?”
“As serious as a man can be,” he replies with a straight face. “We’re going to rock Lorenzo’s world.”
I move my hand to my forehead, using my fingertips to rub out the tension that’s threatening to make my head explode. “I know this isn’t as simple as you’re making it sound.”
“It’s not,” he admits, “But it’s also going to keep you out of danger.”
“Alright. Explain.”
A smile flickers across his face, and he nods to the door. “Let’s have a cup of coffee and I’ll break it down for you.”
“I can’t drink coffee,” I reply, holding my belly.
“Tea, then,” he replies, his voice softening when he looks down at my stomach. “We’re going to need you two nice and warm for what we’re about to do.”
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