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“More like fucked.” He shrugs. “It made it even easier to get her across the border. She never knew what was coming.”
“And after that, Governor Carlson got to be with me,” Priscilla says.
“He didn't stay with you,” I point out.
“Yes he did.” She grins. “He just got better at sneaking around.”
I don’t know what to do with this information. I glance at Cross, glad he’s still asleep, and then a horrible thought occurs to me. “His father doesn’t know about this, does he?”
Priscilla shakes her head. “Definitely not, but if he did, I’m not sure he’d try to stop me. I’ve got enough dirt on him to fill the Grand Canyon.”
I need time to process all of this, but time I do not have.
“Why is Hunter involved?”
She shrugs. “He was in the wrong place at the wrong time, really.” She knocks Lockwood with her hip, and I want to vomit. “Besides, it's Michael's fault, not mine. I have restraint. He doesn't. When he heard what I did to your cocky little poker player, he made a rash decision, and then I had to cover for him. If he gets charged with something, it could lead back to Carlson.”
As Priscilla explains things to me, Lockwood pulls her dress aside and kisses her breasts. “Oh, hell yeah.”
He starts to hump her, and she steps back, leaving him panting like a horny dog. “Do you know what time it is?” she asks him.
“We've still got an hour,” he says.
“Until what?” I nearly shriek.
Priscilla smiles. “Don't you like surprises?”
Lockwood laces his fingers through hers, and together they leave the room. Cross is still asleep. My mind is racing. I can't believe what Cross's father did. I can’t believe Priscilla is such a monster. I can’t believe we’re trapped here. Everything about this situation is horrible.
Hunter. Where are you?
I try to wake up Cross. I call his name, I try to talk to him, I even since Katy Perry songs. He hates Katy Perry. I'm thrilled when, after only a few minutes, he rolls onto his back, giving me a full view of his unbound hands. Why didn't they tie him? His eyes flutter at the ceiling, and he grimaces like he's in pain.
“Cross?”
He moans, then rolls back on his stomach. Crap!
I hear Priscilla's voice outside and she comes back in, holding a bottle opener. She opens a cooler on the other side of Cross's bed and pulls out a bottle of beer.
“What did you give him?” I ask as she opens it.
She shrugs. “A tranquilizer. Not everyone has a good reaction to it.”
“What do you mean, not everyone has a good reaction?!” I've managed to sit halfway up now. I jerk against the binds around my wrists. I want to slap her.
With another shrug and not a glance my way, Priscilla saunters out of the room. “Cross,” I call.
He moans. “Cross, wake up! Please!”
But he doesn't move or say another word. Why did I take him with me to Hunter's house? He said he wanted to see the outside world, and I didn't think it would take longer than an hour. I try not to feel too guilty, though. That was my first chance to have sex. So what if I took it? It's not my fault a crazy guy kidnapped us.
I push my breath out. Suck in another one.
It's okay. At least I won’t die a virgin.
I laugh out loud. Only for a second, but it’s enough to draw Lockwood’s attention. He saunters back sans hat, giving me a full view of his rotten, shit-eating grin.
I glare at him. “What's happening in an hour?”
