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Kyler interrupts, "We don't know if that's the right move yet. What if Callie is able to give us more valuable information?"
That thought did cross my mind. "Kyler's right. She may know exactly what we’re trying to force out of Gabriel and then some."
"You think she knows about Maxton?" Barrett questions.
"I think it's worth asking her. She's his daughter. Surely, she had access to some type of information. We just need to get it out of her. I don't really care about how we do it. I guarantee sheknows something," I tell them.
Kyler tilts his head like he’s deep in thought before he blurts out, "I like her. Would it be wrong to say I want to keep her?"
"Ky, she's not ours to keep. We need to tread lightly. If she doesn't know anything, we'll still need to use her to get Gabriel to cooperate," I tell him.
He pushes his plate across the counter in frustration. "We've been waiting for the last six weeks for him to fucking cooperate. If he was going to tell us what we want to know, he would have already."
All of this for some random girl he's never even had a conversation with. She's already coming between us, and she's only been here a week.
"At least give me the go-ahead to play with her while she's here. I don't know how much longer I will be able to keep my hands off of her." Kyler says while looking at me with his damn puppy-dog eyes.
My eyebrows shoot up with concern. "Do you really think it's a good idea to get involved with her?"
"Why the fuck not? I can have some fun. Maybe she'll catch feelings and feel compelled to tell us everything. Besides, even if she says she doesn't know anything, we can't trust that she’s telling the truth. Everyone wins this way, Seb. Just let me entertain myself," Kyler pleads.
Barrett's gone completely silent, leaving me to hash this out with Ky. "Fine. If you think flirting your way into her pants is going to make her talk, then have atit. Just remember who your family is at the end of the day. If we have to use her to our advantage, you need to be willing to let that happen. I won't let a piece of ass come between us."
"That's fine." Ky smirks.
"Great, well, good luck then," I tell him, completely annoyed at the direction this conversation went.
"So, we agree? I'll start my pursuit tonight." Ky looks way too excited to be able to get to spend more time with her. This is going to bite us all in the ass.
Barrett doesn't give any kind of opinion on her at all. He just shrugs like this conversation is beneath him. Usually, he has more input to add, but he's being oddly quiet. I'm sure it has something to do with the girl. He also wants to play with her, but he'll never openly admit it like Ky does.
I look over at Kyler to humor him and say, "Tomorrow, you can even bring her up from the cell and take her to the pool. Make it a fun swim day for all I fucking care." Excitement fills his eyes.
I turn my gaze to Barrett. "Barrett, I want you watching the cameras while she’s at the pool just in case she tries something funny or manages to take advantage of the lovesick puppy over here." Kyler glances my way and narrows his eyes at my remark, but I'm not wrong. "I’m going to hang back as long as possible without her catching sight of me, just in case she remembers me from that night at the bar. I don't want it fucking up whatever you get going with her." I nod in Kyler's direction.
"Agreed," the two of them say in unison.
"Great, now let's have a drink because things are about to get a whole hell of a lot more complicated starting tomorrow."
We make our way through the house to our lounge room, which comes with a fully stocked bar, couch, 60-inch 4K TV, and pool table. We hang out here most days when the three of us are all together.
Chapter 11
Kyler
Ilike to watch her sleep. The other guys have been down here to drop off meals here and there, but I'm the only one who's come into the room with her. She calls to me in a way I can't explain. She has a calm, relaxed demeanor when she's unconscious. It's been six nights now since we took her. I've snuck into her room at one point in the night for each one of those nights. The first day, it was only for a few minutes because I felt her wake up and didn't want to risk her fighting me to try and escape. To my surprise, she's still calm. She hasn't tried to pound on the door, scream, or make any effort to get out of here. It's like she has accepted her fate, which is a bit nerve-wracking.
Keeping her in this room long-term is not the ideal option, but we don't know how she will react with a little freedom. The human body can only go so long without seeing daylight before it slowly starts to go crazy, and we don't want to hurt her.
I'll let her see me with the lights on for the first time tomorrow and go from there. Who knows if we'll even make it up to the pool. She could go into full attack mode as soon as I’m standing there in front of her. That would be unfortunate.It's time to get her out of here. She is, after all, innocent in this whole mess. Her father is the only reason we even took her.
Sebastian decided to hold off on contacting Gabriel until we see if we can get the information we’re searching for directly from her. Barrett and I agree that this is the best route. My reasons are a little selfish. I want her here with us for as long as possible. Tomorrow will change it all and set a tone for how we proceed. I can't wait until tomorrow. I want to see her tonight and test the waters a little bit.
I slip back into the room to see her sleeping on her back. The blanket has fallen to her knees, and her erect nipples are visible under the white shirt. My whole body freezes when I glance further down and notice she has no pants on. She chose to only wear a shirt and panties to bed tonight.
Oh, you naughty little minx. I want to rip off her shirt, pull those panties to the side, and give myself a nice taste. Would she fight me? Fuck, I'm sure she tastes delicious. Sweet like the grapefruit and roses she always smells like.
My hand runs along the bed as I walk towards where her hair is splayed across the pillow. She's so beautiful. Listening to the steady sound of her breathing has a calming effect. Carefully, my knuckles graze across her cheek, and she stirs but doesn't wake. I trail my thumb along her bottom lip. These plump red lips that would look amazing wrapped around my cock. My finger slowly slides down her neck and across her collarbone. A trail of goosebumps forms, and a light moan escapes her. Even in her sleep, she craves my touch.
