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Jason frowns at Grant’s command but doesn’t fight it. At the couch, Jason sits, taking me with him. He keeps me in his arms, holding me in his lap, against his chest. I flinch as he rubs his hand up and down my arm.
“Stop,please,” I beg, wondering if this is another part of my punishment.
To my surprise, Jason stops immediately. I try to wiggle off him. All it gets me is a flash of pain flaring up from between my legs. Hissing softly, I settle down and resign myself to remaining on Jason’s lap.
“You’ll feel good as new tomorrow,” Jason assures me. I glare at his face, but he simply smiles down at me.
Grant flops down onto the couch and grabs the remote. “I have some questions for you, dollface. Ready to talk?”
Turning my glare in his direction, I find that he’s not even looking at me. Instead, his attention is on the television screen. He stops on a news station and talking heads begin to break down the trade of the day’s stocks. The volume bar appears and slides to nearly mute. Grant tosses the remote onto the coffee table and leans back. He finally meets my glare with one of his own. Trepidation causes me to stiffen. Jason starts to rub my arm again but abruptly stops, seemingly remembering that it’s not helpful.
Grant’s cold gaze drifts between us. His eyes linger on Jason for just a second before looking back at me.
“Comfy?”
“Actually, yeah, I am.” The question isn’t for Jason, but he answers just the same. His arms tighten around me, almost defensively, as Grant’s glare goes colder.
“I wasn’t talking to you.”
“I didn’t answer for your benefit.” Jason shrugs. “This feels right.”
Grant ignores him to stare at me, waiting for a response. I don’t give him one. There’s no strength in me to do anything at the moment.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” His gaze flickers to the blanket around me back to my face. “I’ll start with a simple question first: why did you move to Texas?”
Why the hell does he want to know this? Scowling, I look away from the bastard who just put me through my paces.
“Hey, do you need some water? You were hollering for a while,” Jason asks, pulling me closer. I stiffen as the fabric slides against my skin.
“Do not coddle her, Jay.”
“Her punishment is over—” Jason stops speaking immediately. I don’t have to look up to know that Grant’s sending him a dark look.
“Answer the question, dollface. Don’t make me wait any longer. I’ll throw you right back into that room, shove that vibrator up your pussy, and leave it there overnight.”
Internally, I scream in horror.
“I got a job here.” My raspy words are hardly audible. I swallow and wince at the discomfort.
“Don’t waste what little voice you have left to lie,” Grant says with a sigh.
I set my jaw. “How would you know if I’m lying?”
“Because I checked your work history online. You left your last job in a hurry, didn’t you? There’s a lull for about seven months between your real estate gig at HG Hammerfield Properties and the one here at Groveton College. Why would you leave a job so quickly without any prospective ones? What really brought you to Texas?”
My muscles lock up in surprise. How the hell does he know this? And why does he care? Grant lifts an inquisitive brow and waits. Evidently, he’s not going to let this go. Damn. Wasn’t his earlier punishment enough? Now I have to play some sort of mind game too? I slump in on myself.
“I wanted a job here in Texas and I found one.”
“You mean you stole one,” the handsome running back corrects. “Remember the whole blackmailing thing?”
How could I forget? I don’t respond, but my silence seems to be enough for him.
“For someone who left their job as abruptly as you did, your brokers spoke very highly of you, you know.” Grant chuckles as my mouth drops. “I called them, pretending to be a potential client. They sang your praises.”
So not only did these three decide to blackmail me, they did a background check and stalked the people in my life back home. My stomach sinks to a new low. Why are they going through such lengths to terrorize me?
“You all are psychos.”
