Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 52849 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 264(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52849 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 264(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
Jonah chuckled, and I could feel it in my vagina, which was pressed against his shoulder. “How much have you had to drink?” he asked. “You’re way too slow on the uptake.”
I scowled at his ass. “You don’t have to be insulting.”
“She’s probably here with someone. You got her? I’ll head to security and find who she was with, make her excuses.”
“What?!” I tried to twist around to see him.
I couldn’t.
I went back to watching the ass below me.
Jonah ignored me, turning to go up the same set of stairs those people had come down from. “Not a problem. Your office?”
“My office. See you in a bit.”
I started to struggle. “Honestly. Put me down. I remember you, and this is—I don’t know what this is, but it’s outrageous. That’s what it is.”
The blond was gone now, and Jonah took me down a hallway.
Upside down, I could see a bunch of guys, looking like guards, standing outside a door.
“Hey! Help! He’s kidnapped me.”
Jonah ignored me, going right up to those guys, so I tried again.
“Hello?!”
One moved, but just to open a door. That was it.
We went inside.
The door closed behind us, and I twisted up in time to see that neither of those guards gave me a second look.
I growled. “What the hell?”
Jonah tossed me on a couch, and just as I started to look up, snarling at him, he followed me down.
I lay on the couch, spread eagle.
He wedged a knee right up between my legs, settled against my crotch. His hand found my throat, pinning me down, and he glared at me.
“Now that we’re alone. What. The. Fuck. Are you doing here?”
His hand tightened.
There was nothing sexy about this position. At all.
I had a strong feeling the actual truth wasn’t going to work here.
Chapter Fourteen
JONAH
“Can’t we talk first before we start playing rough?” Lab Girl asked me.
Who the hell is this chick?
I mean, I knew who she was. I remembered her from that night. I remembered everything from that night.
Kai had bought our way into the morgue since Melissa’s family hadn’t been interested in me seeing her body. Then this woman had come in with the keys, and I’d given no fucks as to what Kai and his guys were going to do with her if she protested. Fortunately, she didn’t, instead, showing me kindness when I never expected it.
Because of that, I found myself easing up on her, just a bit. I stepped back, released her, and stood.
She sat up, adjusting her top—whatever kind of top that was—and brushed her hair out of her face.
I looked her over. Jesus. I felt myself getting hard, just looking at her.
She was medium height, with pale skin and pink lips made just for kissing. A smattering of freckles dusted her cheeks. Dark eyes. A great rack—both were a good handful. Her hair was blond with a reddish tint to it... No. She was a redhead with blond highlights.
She was knockout gorgeous, and I was definitely hard.
She had a healthy body. She was toned, like she ran, but lifted weights on the regular, too. She looked made for rough fucking. Nothing skinny about her.
She gave me a wary look and seemed to consider standing, but decided against it. Instead, she sat back, crossing her arms over her stomach. “You regularly greet people that way? A good manhandling?”
“You know me.” It wasn’t a question, because she did.
I remembered her recognition when she saw me in the bathroom, and sexual interest had come immediately after. She wanted me, and even now she was squirming on the couch.
If I touched her, I bet she was already wet. I moved closer, my mind already there, already wanting to bend down and dip in.
The door slammed shut behind us, and I whirled. I hadn’t heard Tanner come in, but he strode toward us, his eyes frosted. “Sorry, babykins, but your very wasted sister and her man accepted a ride home on the club. I passed along your message that you ran into an old friend and are heading back by yourself, since apparently you have your own hotel room.”
Her eyes bulged out, and her mouth dropped open. “Are you kidding?” she sputtered. “No way my sister would believe a stranger.”
He chuckled and tossed a phone to her. “She didn’t. She believed you.”
“What? How’d you get my phone?” She grabbed it, swiping her screen, and froze before lifting heated eyes my brother’s way. “How did you unlock it?”
“Funny how this nightclub has security cameras and can see when a person unlocks her own phone. Going through your texts to find the one labeled SIS was easy work after that.”
A full, red flush bloomed under her skin, traveling up as she glared at Tanner. “You asshole.”
Tanner glanced my way as he went over and sat next to her on the couch, resting his arm across the back. She scooted away, putting ten feet between them. There wasn’t much couch left behind her. She tried to watch both of us at once, her eyes darting back and forth between us.