Page 37 of Pucker Factor


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“It’s not really your style.”

“You’re the one that told me to try it on,” she pointed out.

I heard the guy groan and start to stand. “Get another.”

“But—”

“Let me see the orange one.”

She rolled her eyes and turned just as the man kicked my legs out from under me. Falling hard on my back, I rolled as he grabbed the metal rack and tried to plant it in my face. I gripped the bar and twisted it, hitting him hard in the knee. He went down, crying out as I slammed it into his face.

“Is everything okay?” Sarah called out.

“Uh…yeah, I just stubbed my toe!” I told her, grabbing the man from behind as I wrapped my arms around his neck and started choking him out. His hands swung around as he tried to poke my eyes out, but slowly, his movements died down until he collapsed to the ground.

“He—” My breath was suddenly cut off as a leather belt was squeezed around my neck. Instinct kicked in and I tried to pry my fingers under it, hoping to alleviate the pressure. I felt like my eyeballs were bulging out of their sockets with every second that passed. I hadn’t wanted to kill anyone, but this guy was leaving me no choice. I scrambled for the knife strapped to my ankle, then turned the knife and slammed it into his stomach.

Just as quickly as the belt was wrapped around my neck, it was gone and the guy was falling backward. Bending over, I sucked in a breath and took a moment to collect myself. Then I stood and yanked the knife from his body. I was just about to wipe the blood on the man’s clothes when the curtain was jerked open and Sarah stepped out. The smile on her face quickly vanished as she looked from me to the man lying on the ground.

“Is he dead?”

I nodded my head to the side. “He will be soon.”

“And you did it.” Her voice was calm. I was waiting for the freakout that was bound to come.

I glanced down at the knife in my hand. “Yes.”

“Is he a bad guy?”

“Clearly.”

“Clearly,” she repeated. Not in a question or even a statement.

But I didn’t have time to think about that when her eyes went wide and her hands flew to her mouth. I could feel the brush of air and ducked right before I was hit in the head. My fist slammed into the man’s stomach, and I followed it with an uppercut. Blood sprayed across my face as the man bit his tongue and collapsed to the ground.

I stared at the lamp beside him and shouted at him. “Really? A fucking lamp?” I kicked him hard in the side but quickly abandoned the man at the sound of Sarah’s scream. I spun around and bolted into action when I saw a man haul her over his shoulder and take off through the crowd.

“Everyone can see my underwear!” she screamed, beating at the man’s back.

He glanced over his shoulder, then knocked a cart in my path. I leapt over it, nearly falling on my ass when I skidded on the strewn merchandise. Quickly regaining my balance, I shot forward, refusing to let this asshole take out a client. I never lost anyone. I grabbed a baseball off a cart as I ran through the streets, then whipped it at the man’s knee, taking him down instantly.

Sarah screamed, rolling as she went tumbling away from the man. I hauled her off the ground, needing to get her away from here. I still had no idea if backup was on the way or not, or how many more of them would come after us.

“This is not the dress for a chase!” she screamed as I continued to drag her with me.

I glanced over again at the bright orange outfit. She was right. There was no way she’d blend in, but there wasn’t time to change either. I steered her to the right side of the road and grabbed a scarf as we ran, ignoring the man yelling at me for stealing.

“Here!” I shouted, shoving it at her. “Wrap it around your head.”

“You think this is going to disguise me? I’m a bright orange flamingo dancer!”

“Flamenco,” I corrected, instantly hating myself for listening to Fox so much.

“I can’t believe this! All I wanted was a dress and clean underwear!”

“Well, you have the dress,” I shouted over my shoulder, cringing when I remembered she had gone commando.

The crowd grew thicker the further we ran down the street, to the point that I could no longer run through the crowd, let alone keep her right by my side. I spotted a guy getting off a moped and shoved my way to the side of the road until I reached him. He was already turning away, so I hopped on and jerked my head at Sarah.

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