Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 107376 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 430(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107376 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 430(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
Hunter just arches a brow, knowing damn well I’m talking shit, but Maddox gapes at his best friend. “You told her you love her?” he demands. “Before I got a chance?”
Hunter scoffs. “You tell her you love her all the time.”
“Yeah, but . . . that was before I actually knew that I did,” he says, swinging his gaze back to me with a wicked grin. “Whatever the fuck he just said to you that’s got you looking at him like you’re about to drop to your knees and suck the skin off his cock, just know that I felt it first, and he’ll always be the asshole who ditched you on a first date.”
Hunter smacks Maddox on the back of his head. “Don’t you have a stripper application to fill out?”
“Oh, my God. You two are impossible,” I say, shoving them both away and jumping down from the bar. “Why don’t we get out of here and go home? You can fight over who loves me more there. The girls can handle close on their own.”
Maddox’s brow arches. “Now that’s a plan I can get down with.”
“Okay,” I say. “Let me go grab my things, then we can leave.”
The boys let me wander away, and I laugh to myself as I hear their conversation behind me. “Alright, here’s the deal,” Maddox murmurs to Hunter. “You let me take the reins tonight. You can watch. I’ll set you up your own little cuck chair in the corner and everything. You’ll love it.”
“If anybody is sitting this one out, it’s you, Magic Mike,” Hunter responds. “Don’t make me knock you out and leave you tied up in your closet. I was willing to let you join in, but if you wanna fuck around and find out, that’s up to you.”
Maddox scoffs. “What? You think you could take me?”
“I fucking know I could.”
I zone out as I grab my things, knowing this isn’t going to be pretty. Once my office is locked up, I find the boys waiting for me by the end of the bar.
“Ready to go?” Hunter asks.
“Yep.”
Maddox steps in beside me, his hand dropping to my ass as we make our way toward the back door that leads out to the side alley. “Cool. Just so you know, Hunter agreed to do me a solid, and he’s going to cuck it tonight and let me take point.”
I scoff and glance up at Hunter for only a second before looking back at Maddox. “There’s no way in hell he agreed to sit out and watch. The man would die of blue balls.”
Hunter grins as he reaches for the back door and holds it open for me, pleased to know I’ve been paying attention.
The three of us step out into the chill of the night, the only light coming from the sole lamp that stands tall above the bar’s back entrance. As we start toward Hunter’s Challenger, having all the time in the world, it’s just silent between us. Maddox brought his bike tonight as well, and there will no doubt be an argument over how exactly my ass gets home, but I’m happy to sit back and let the boys figure it out themselves.
They walk on either side of me, and we take our time. All I care about is taking in the night. It’s so peaceful. I’m not used to it around here. There’s generally always noise. Always some drunk idiot making a racket, some asshole revving their engine, or a girl squealing with laughter. But tonight, it’s just quiet. It’s nice. Though the fact that quiet represents an empty bar still grates on my nerves.
We step out from the side alley and onto the main street, when a deep voice cuts through the darkness. “Well, this just made things easier.”
Every muscle in my body tightens, and for just a moment, my heart stops. The boys pause beside me as the peaceful atmosphere around us vanishes into thin air, and out of the darkness, the figures start appearing. One after another until we’re completely surrounded.
There must be at least twenty of them, armed and waiting, each of them watching us as though we’re already dead.
Hunter’s expression hardens, and when I glance at Maddox, I see the exact moment the depraved psychopath bubbles to the surface, and a wild grin stretches across his lips.
We have nothing. No weapons. No armor. But it doesn’t matter. We don’t need them to deal with whatever the fuck this is. Because whoever these idiots are, they just made the biggest mistake of their lives.
28
MADDOX
The second the first shot rings out, every instinct I have takes over.
One minute we’re standing outside Black Velvet, my mind locked on figuring out a way that Lyra and I could get Hunter strapped into a cuck chair without losing our lives, and the next, we’re face to face with at least twenty of Antonio DeLuca’s armed men.