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Chapter
Three
Clarice
Once we were out ofthe club, the man the devil called Kieran, flagged down a Lincoln navigator that moved almost too quickly to pull up to the curb. Once the car had stopped beside us, he opened the back door, turning towards us. “Ladies.”
I climbed in first, while Scar exchanged numbers with him. It took everything in me not to pull her inside and warn her of the danger she was putting herself in right now, but I remembered his warning. Later tonight after she fell asleep, I’d just go into her phone myself and erase it.
Once she was seated inside the car, Kieran handed our driver the money, saying something to him too low for me to hear. A moment later we were finally on our way home and away from this night that had turned into a nightmare.
It only took Scarlett one inhale of breath before she was practically yanking me onto her lap. “Wow, Reese! Just wow! That man has to be the hottest male specimen in this freaking world! I told you that you looked hot tonight.”
“It’s not like that at all,” I said, trying not to look like my life’s existence wasn’t threatened tonight along with my best friends.
“Why in the hell are you not more excited about this? He was totally into you, couldn’t take his hands off of you.”
Little did she know just how far off she was, thinking his grip on me was anything less than callous. It was a cold-hearted grip to remind me of just who was in control of whether we walked out of that club alive or not tonight. Feeling her stare beside me, I turned to face her. “Really, I’m not interested in him. He seems like the type of guy who is totally into himself. You know I hate that type.”
“Ya, well, I’d definitely make an exception for that one.”
Thankfully the drive to our place didn’t take too long. Once we were inside, we both said our good nights and walked into our perspective bedrooms. Knowing Scar’s routine, it would only take about a half hour before she was passed out in her bed, and then I could sneak in and erase Kieran’s number out of her phone. Hopefully she will have been so buzzed tonight, she’ll forget all about getting it from him in the first place.
Lying in bed, waiting for Scarlett to fall asleep, I began to feel the adrenaline rush start to subside, leaving my mind to wonder off to the way my body responded when I was in Creed’s grip. As terrifying as the experience was, it was also exciting. Tonight, was probablythemost exciting thing to ever happen to me in my life and would probably be the last. That was unless I decided to jump off a cliff, or out of a plane. It was like I was in one of my romantic suspense books. I mean I’m not crazy enough to say I wish I could see him again... but that rush, that thrill of would I walk out of there alive tonight or not... it made me feel... something. Scarlett wasn’t wrong, the man was the hottest specimen I had ever seen, but he also seemed to be one of the most dangerous, in fact...
Getting up, I walked over to my desk and grabbed my laptop, pulling up Google. It was time I found out more about my devil. When I Googled the club, I searched for the name of the owner, but found what looked to be a shell corporation as the owner.
Smart man.
Which definitely meant he was a criminal. Pulling up the most wanted list, I searched for over an hour with no results.
He was a smart criminal.
Realizing I’d forgotten all about Scarlett’s phone, I set my laptop aside and snuck down the hall into her bedroom. I found her phone plugged in on her nightstand, and her passed out, snoring on the bed. Unplugging her phone, I held it up to her face to unlock it, then I went in and found Kieran’s number. Just as I was about to delete it, I thought better of it and sent it to myself in a text, then I deleted the text to me as well as his number. Setting her phone back down, just as she’d had it, I plugged it back in and quietly left her room, heading back to my own to get some sleep.
The next morning when I awoke and headed to the kitchen to get myself some very much needed coffee, I found Scarlett with her head down on the counter top, her own cup of coffee next to her. “Thank god you made coffee,” I mumbled, grabbing my own cup, loading creamer and sugar into it before taking a seat next to her.
“I feel like I drank every bottle of liquor at the bar,” she said in muffled words, lifting her head a moment later.
“Yeah, so do I. Not drinking at all then going out and drinking a lot is not the best idea.”
“You just need to build up your tolerance level.”
Looking over at her, I laughed. “Yeah, looks like it worked out real well for you.”
“True that. But it won’t stop me from doing it again cuz I ain’t no quitter,” she laughed, grabbing her head. “Ow.”
We sat and chatted for a few minutes longer before I had to start getting ready for work. I was thankful she hadn’t noticed Kieran’s name deleted out of her phone yet. After taking some Advil and getting ready, I walked out the door and started my trek to work. The coffee shop I worked at was only a half mile walk from where we lived, so it only took me about twenty minutes before I was walking in the front door. “Morning, Reese!” Gabby called out from behind the counter.
“Morning! How’s things going today?”
“Cram packed as usual.” She motioned with her hand around the café to all the people either sitting with friends or working on their computers.
Scanning the room, I looked back at her. “I see that.”
“Oh! How was your night at the big club?”
Not wanting to discuss the nightmare that unfolded last night, I just give her a shrug. “It was ok, you know how it is at those places. I did however have a few drinks, so I’m hoping it will be a quiet afternoon with this hangover I’m trying to get rid of.”
