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“Dex,” she whispered harshly.
“Nikki?”
Her head whipped to where we were hiding. “Of course it’s me, who else would it be?”
The attitude and hands on her hips were all the confirmation I needed that the black-haired beauty was, in fact, the same person as the blonde who haunted my fantasies. Herpulse thudded underneath my fingertips as I wrapped them around her wrist, pulling her toward the car. Therescuewas turning out to be easier than I’d thought it’d be.
That was, until she resisted.
“Wait, wait.” Her normally blue eyes were gone, replaced by a dull brown, but still, I could read the emotion in them. She was nervous. “Um, think we can get an unconscious body out of here? Hypothetically speaking, that is…”
My chest brushed hers as I invaded her space. Of course, the woman wasn’t fazed. Instead, she straightened her spine, standing tall under my glare. “Nikki, what the fuck is your middle name? ”
Her look of determination slipped at the question. “Huh?”
“Middle. Name,” I bit out, pinching the bridge of my nose and counting down from twenty, all too aware that we were standing out in the open—our window of going undetected closing by the second.
When she answered, her tone was thick with suspicion. “Why do you need that?”
Right. She doesn’t share shit about her past.
“Because,” I opened my eyes, moving closer and caging her between me and the exterior wall with my arms, “I’m about to tear you a fucking new one for being at an enemy club and apparently needing help disposing of a body.” Her throat bobbed, tempting me to run my tongue along the delicate skin. Even while pissed off at her, I wanted her. “Yelling‘Nikki’doesn’t have the desired effect.”
The brat had the nerve to laugh instead of feeling ashamed.
I cupped her face, needing to feel her soft skin. “At least act like you’re sorry for giving me fucking gray hairs.” My heart was convinced we should always touch her like this, but my brain was screaming we needed to stay away. Luckily, ourmoment was interrupted before I could do something stupid. Like kiss her.
“This is cute and all, but can we get the fuck out of here?” Torque asked.
Nikki pulled away, opening back up the metal door, kicking away the rock she’d used to prop it open. “Come on. I’ll show you where he is.”
Of course, the body question wasn’t hypothetical. That would have been too easy.
All I saw was red when I followed her into the private room. There was a man slumped in a chair, his suit pants down around his ankles. My knife was in my hand before I could register it.
“Shit. Don’t kill the asshole, Dex.” Her hands gripped onto my forearm and yanked away from his gut. “You really were going to kill him,” she said incredulously when I faced her.
My mouth literally fell open at her statement. “Well, no shit, sweetheart. What did you think I would do when you told me someone was trying totake you? Which, fucking Christ, woman. It’s abnormal to be kidnapped once, and you’re at what? Fucking three?” I asked, throwing my arms up in the air. Why did I like the ones who were determined to give me ulcers?
The guy in the suit chose that moment to come back to, moaning and shifting around in his seat. A shiny flash sailed through the air before connecting with the side of his head.
Thwack, thwack, thwackechoed through the room. I stared in disbelief at the downed man, blood seeping from his head. The trance was broken when Torque doubled over in laughter.
“Holy shit, girl. You knocked him out with your fuck-me shoe?” He wheezed, clutching at his side. “We need to teachyou some actual technique because fuck, you’ve got the balls to be a fighter.”
“We arenotteaching her how to fight,” I grumbled, taking the bloody object from her hand, and pulling her away.
“Why the hell not?” she asked from where I was cradling her.
I glanced down. The faux bangs had parted, giving a full view of the crease between her brows. Her irritation made me smile. So fierce for something so beautiful and soft. Her small hand came up and whacked me on the chest when I didn’t answer right away.
“Because you’re dangerous enough with a shoe. I would know.”
She rolled her eyes in mock annoyance. “You deserved it. Who tells a woman to let the men handle it? And for your information,Dex,it hasn’t been three times. So don’t be fucking dramatic. It was once. This was just an attempted kidnapping?—”
I snorted at her ridiculous reasoning before realizing something about the man in the chair. “Is his tie being used as a noose?”
“How else was I supposed to choke him unconscious?”
