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Her eyes told me she had no clue.
I scanned the distance to my truck and took a deep breath.Let’s just run away. On the count of—
I must’ve sent my message out of order because Sara took off running before I was ready. I watched Charlie go after her and felt sorry for her as I took off myself. Charlie was a track star. She didn’t have a chance. I did, though. I figured if I had to leave her behind, I’d go back for her later. Airplane rules and all that. I had to save myself before I could save anyone else.
43
***Poppy***
Bogieendedupbeingthe only thing the guys needed to catch me. They didn’t even have to try. Bogie just did all the work for them by running in front of me and knocking me to the ground before I even got anywhere. Then, when I was lying in a pile of toilet paper on the ground, he lay on top of me.
Charlie walked by with Sara over his shoulder. “This one’s crying about being easy.”
Sara kicked her feet, putting in one last effort. “That’s not what I said! I said this jerk called me easy and dumped me!”
“Well?” Charlie wrapped his arm around her legs to hold her still. “Were you easy?”
I heard him grunt and saw him go down to his knees. He still managed to put Sara down gently. She stood over him with her hands on her hips. “Don’t ask me that, idiot. You’re lucky you’re Poppy’s brother or I’d squeeze it right off.”
Charlie rolled onto his back and groaned. “Devil woman.”
I gagged. “You grabbed his penis? Gross, Sara.”
“I’ve had a hard day so if I want to grab his penis, I think I should be allowed to grab his penis.” She sank to her butt next to Charlie and sighed. “Am I under arrest?”
I turned over onto my hands and knees and quietly started crawling toward Sara, thinking maybe I could still make my escape, but when the back of my pants was suddenly lifted and I found myself dangling over the ground, I knew I had to surrender. “Okay, okay! I’ll go quietly. No more running.”
Cyrus grunted over me. “We’ll see how quietly you go later.”
I twisted to try to look at him. “In a fun way?”
Sam’s voice was annoyed. “Hardly, you juvenile delinquent.”
I tried to look at Jude, thinking he’d be on my side. He’d once had a playful side that liked pranks. “Judy?”
“Don’t Judy me. What if that adult man had come back and found you two trashing his house? What if he’d gotten mad and lashed out at you? Or called the cops and had you two fools charged? You’re teachers. They don’t love a teacher with a criminal history in the schools around here.”
Sara met my eye when I was carried past her. “They seem mad at you. Is this where the spanking comes in?”
I gasped as Charlie groaned and both of us, brother and sister, glared at Sara. I beat Charlie to yelling since he was still recovering from having his penis used as an exit button. “Sara! Ixnay the ankingspay!”
“What fucking spanking?” Charlie eased himself to a sitting position and narrowed his eyes at me. “My baby sister is not being spanked. I know she’s not.”
Cyrus was still dangling me over the ground and what he did next left me speechless for the entire drive home. He brought his free hand down on my ass hard enough for the sound to echo around the neighborhood we’d invaded. Then, he looked at my brother and grunted like a primate. “Fortunately for us, Poppy is a grown woman who is old enough to consent. Now, we’re going home to lecture this grown woman about her choices. Sara. Are you riding with us?”
Sara’s eyes were wide as she met mine. “Um. I think I’ll have Charlie drive me home.”
Charlie lay back in the grass and covered his face with his hands. “I’ve never wanted to be struck by lightning so badly.”
Sara scooted closer and patted his arm. “There, there.”
I would’ve laughed if I wasn’t choking on shock and embarrassment and a little bit of arousal. Also fury, I reminded myself.
Sam and Jude helped Charlie to my truck and handed him the keys. We’d switch back later, but there wasn’t enough room for the guys and me, plus Bogie, in my truck. As Sara got into my truck with Charlie she looked out the window at me and pointed at the yard from where we’d just come.
Sure enough, before the guys had a chance to drive off, we got to witness Nick arrive back home in that same taxi, his attention on checking his pockets as he stepped out onto the sidewalk. When his face lifted and he saw his yard, the yell he released reverberated through the inside of Charlie’s truck.
Cyrus waited to start the truck until Nick was inside his house. As soon as we were on the highway, heading back toward my house, Sam turned to glare at me from the front seat. “Of all the shit you could’ve pulled tonight, you decided vandalism was the way to go?”
