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If you don’t answer my call, I’m going to take a belt to your ass.
She’s laughing with her friend when she removes her cell from the back pocket of her jeans.
Reading over my text, I watch her start to type. My phone dings.
You’d have to actually touch me in order to do that.
I smirk and type back.
I can touch you all I want. I just can’t fuck you…yet.
I watch her read it and then put her cell away in her back pocket. Grinding my teeth when she doesn’t text me anything, I call it. Straight to voicemail. The bitch turned it off.
That makes eleven calls.
“I’m going to need your assistance.” I snap my fingers at Haidyn and Kashton who are talking to one another next to me.
They both nod, not even caring what the fuck it is. My sweetheart is about to find out just what we’re all about.
I sip on my drink while I watch her for the next twenty minutes. She’s so drunk, and I wonder how she got here. Surely, she didn’t drive, and I know she didn’t come with Adam. He already left. He’s got some shit going on with the Lords right now. I’m not sure what it is exactly, but it’s not looking good. It’s also not my problem. His sister, on the other hand, is my only concern right now.
I can’t take her to the house of Lords until after the vow ceremony. So I’ll have to take her to her house. I might just spend the next three weeks there with her.
Watching her stumble away from the party, I observe her friend going back over to the table for another drink as Ashtyn goes the opposite way. She shouldn’t be walking around all by herself out here. I only trust about five men at this party. And two of them came with me.
“Let’s go,” I tell the guys as I start to follow her. She passes a few groups of people, a bonfire, and then proceeds to the cars parked out in a field. Walking up to a black Camaro, she tries to open the passenger door.
“Shit,” Ashtyn hisses when she realizes it’s locked. Spinning around, she goes to head back, but I put myself in her way, making her yelp when her body hits mine.
“Hello, sweetheart,” I say, smiling down at her.
“Saint,” she gasps, her wide eyes going to both Kashton and Haidyn, who stand on either side of me. She then looks to the crowd to see just how far away she is from anyone helping her. “What are you—” Her face hardens. “House of Lords, my ass!” She pushes her hips out with her hands on them.
She’s so cute.“Let’s go for a walk.” I grab her upper arm and pull her from the car.
“I don’t think—”
“I don’t care what you think,” I interrupt her. She tries to pull away, but I yank her to me. Bending down, I wrap my arm around the back of her legs and toss her over my shoulder. I walk farther away from the party behind us, into the tree line on the opposite side where the partygoers have made the field a parking lot.
“Saint,” she squeals as her hands hit my ass. She yanks on my jeans like that’s going to do her any good. “I’m going to puke,” she whines as she bounces up and down.
“Then puke.”
The guys laugh, and she lets out a growl, but her body slumps, no longer fighting. I stomp on branches, looking for the right spot. Thankfully, there’s so much going on behind us that we have enough light to see over here.
Finding what I want, I set her down on her feet, and she sways a little. “Hold her.” I push her into Haidyn, who wraps his arm around her neck from behind. She fights him, her nails clawing at his arm, and he laughs at her pointless attempt to escape.
“Calm down, baby girl. We’re not going to hurt you…much,” he tells her, and Kashton just laughs as she lets out a frustrated growl.
I undo my belt and nod to the tree behind them. “Place her arms above her head,” I order.
He drags her over underneath the branches that cross low between two trees. Kashton grabs her arms and holds them up above her head while she kicks and screams. I step up to them and wrap my belt around her small wrists above the low-hanging tree branches. Tying them together, I secure her up on her tiptoes.
“Saint?” Her head falls back, and she looks up at her tied wrists above her head. She pulls on them, but she’s not getting free. The branches are thick enough that even if she were to hang from them, they wouldn’t break. “What the fuck?” she hisses, glaring at me.
“I told you what would happen if you didn’t answer my phone call.” She can’t say I didn’t warn her.
She’s panting from her struggle with Haidyn and Kashton. I hold my hand out to Haidyn. “Give me your belt.”
