Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 114551 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114551 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
“Doubt it,” Zade mutters just as my fingers find the edge of the plate.
My eyes widen, and I grip it tighter, trying to figure out the best course of action. Do I take my time, slowly pulling the plate to the edge or do I make this fast, steal the plate, and run for my fucking life?
“So what’s it gonna be?” Easton questions as I slowly begin dragging the plate toward me.
There’s a strange silence and I pause, my heart beating right out of my chest. “Why the fuck are you pushing this so hard?” Zade asks, suspicion thick in his tone. “You know the risks of taking her outside this apartment, and you know how I fucking feel about it.”
Fuck. He’s onto us.
“I, uhhh . . . FUCK. GO OAKLEY. NOW!”
Shit!
My hand snatches back, spilling fries all over the tiles and barely securing the burger when Sawyer yanks back on the rope attached to my ankle. A terror-filled scream tears from the back of my throat and my eyes widen, watching just how quickly Zade moves, fury in his eyes, realizing he’s just been played.
He lunges for me as Easton flies toward him, locking his arms around Zade’s body, holding him down. “GO. GO. GO,” Easton roars, as the skateboard flies back across the den at a million miles an hour.
I come in like a fucking freight train, clutching the plate and holding it to my chest, terrified my burger is about to be spread from one end of the den to the other. The second the skateboard flies back out through the entrance of the den, Dalton is there, catching me as a howling laugh rips through me.
“Holy fuck,” I pant, staring up at the guys before peeking into the den to see Zade and Easton battling it out, Zade’s ferocious glare trained on me, and yet all I can do is hold up the plate and grin back at him. “And that, gentlemen, is how you put a bitch in his place.”
And with that, I pick up my burger and take a hefty bite, knowing without a doubt that I will pay for that later.
Chapter 16
OAKLEY
“I still don’t understand how the hell you got him to agree to this,” I laugh as Easton presses his hand to my lower back and leads me into Zade’s private elevator with Venom curled around his knuckles. “He seemed pretty adamant that this wasn’t going to happen.”
“Trust me, when you spend as much time watching people as I do, you figure out exactly how to play them,” Easton says as the elevator door closes behind us. “And despite what Zade might think, he can be played just as easily as anyone else.”
Easton reaches around me and presses the button for the underground parking garage, and the second the elevator starts its descent, he closes the gap between us, his hands resting at my waist as his lips drop to the base of my neck. I groan and tilt my head to the side, opening up for more. “You wouldn’t dare play me like that, would you now, Mr. Easton Cross?”
I feel his grin against my throat, and as his fingers move over my body, I can’t help but watch our reflection in the back of the elevator door. “You’re here with me instead of spending the night with Dalton and Sawyer buried in that sweet cunt, aren’t you? All I had to do was promise you a small window into my life and I all but have you on your knees, mine for the fucking taking. Pretty, I would play you any day of the week if it meant getting to put my hands on your body.”
Goddamn. This man.
I groan, leaning back into him as I meet his heated gaze through the reflection of the elevator door. “Then what the hell are you waiting for?” I murmur. “You know, just with Dalton and Sawyer, that everything I am is yours. You don’t need to play me, Easton. All you have to do is ask and I will give you anything you want.”
His eyes flame like molten lava as his hand sails up my body and clutches the base of my throat. Easton’s fingers dig in, clearly disturbing Venom as she unwinds herself from his hand and slithers across the front of my throat, sending a wave of shivers across my skin.
Easton reaches out with his other hand, slamming his palm over the emergency stop button, bringing the elevator to a screeching halt. The momentum of the stop almost knocks me right off my feet, but Easton is right there, his strong arm locked across my front and holding me in place. “Be careful what you wish for, Pretty,” he murmurs in my ear. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.”
Grinding my ass back against him, I let him see the hunger in my eyes, knowing how he can’t possibly resist. “Then show me, Easton. Show me what it means to be yours because I’m already falling in love with you, and if I only have four days to live, then I want to live them having all of you.”