Page 114 of My Daddy Is An Ex-Con


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This calms the man down. "I do like Jamie Oliver. He’s a handsome lad."

Phew.Safe.

"Big boy," I try again. "Cut these cords around my arms and legs."

The man produces a knife from his kilt.

He slices the cord around my left wrist but then he pauses.

"I don't have a good feeling about this." His voice drops a notch.

His body heat floods over me. I stare into his blue eyes and try not to ogle his full red beard. The dim light shining through the window makes it difficult not to.

My trauma surrounding redheads flashes back through my mind. It's why I didn't fully relate to Cady inMean Girls.

I mewl as I rub his shirt. "We’ll both be free."

He growls as he slices another cord. "If the Riccardis bust us, I’m blaming ye."

"That’s all right."

He rips me away from the rusty pipe.

Bringing me to the door, he cracks it open before poking his head out. "The coast is clear."

I push out a breath of relief. "Perfect."

He refuses to take another step. "Uh oh."

My eyebrows tick. "What?"

"There’s a sign at the end of the hall. It says that I need to sample yer goods before I let ye go."

Annoyance festers within me. "I don't think so."

He growls as he closes the door, then presses me against the wall. "Feel me willy in me kilt. Be a good lad."

I fight back a snarl. "Get off me."

"I thought ye liked men in kilts."

"I lied."

With a roar, I uppercut him in the face.

He crashes backward, his jaw ticking open.

I grab his knife and plunge it into his neck.

Slice.

He screams as blood shoots out of the wound and spurts onto the wall.

"Piece of shit," I snarl, kicking his ribs. "You should’ve thought twice before you tried to hurt me."

I willnotlet someone abuse me so soon after losing my virginity.

That’s when three men barge into the room.

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