Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
“Yes, I think I am.”
I look her up and down before turning my eyes back to the road. “I’m taking you to my house. It’s not too far, and I have access to everything you want.” An image of her in my bed reaching for my cock flashes in my mind and I have to discreetly adjust myself. “We have a remote hard drive there.”
“How hard is it?” Her voice that’s been so sharp is suddenly sultry and warm.
My grip on the steering wheel tightens because I guess I wasn’t so discreet with trying to hide my erection. Fuck, I’ve got to get myself under control.
“Harder than one might imagine,” I answer while staring straight ahead. “But the real problem is the size.” When I finally look over, my eyes lock with hers. “That’s what you’ve got to worry about.”
Chapter Five
SADIE
Oh fuck, I’ve definitely bitten off more than I can chew. The reality becomes clearer with each mile Ari drives, and I realize that I’ve put myself in this situation. No one has a clue where I am, nor will they be looking for me for at least a week.
This is the problem with being an introverted extrovert. It doesn’t bother me to make a scene or speak out if I have to. I can be in social situations just fine, but I also love staying in. This is why I should have gotten a best friend. Best friends are made for this kind of moment. She’d find me faster than I bet Ari’s little investigation company could. Okay, it’s not little but still.
I essentially handed over my information to Ari on a silver platter. I should really stick to what I know, which is how things work and operate based on facts and science. It’s why I’m not good with people, and Ari has my head all over the place.
One second, he’s stern and bossy, then he’ll toss out a joke that surprises me. I’m not sure what to make of him.
“Wait, why are you doing this? Don’t you work for my mother?”
“You’re asking that now?”
His question only reiterates the situation I’ve gotten myself into, and it annoys me. I fold my arms over my chest and don’t respond. The silence stretches but not for long, and surprisingly, I’m not the one to break it.
“I’m intrigued.” He says it more to himself, but it still counts.
“With kidnapping?” He fights a smirk, but I see his lips twitch.
Ari really does have a nice mouth. What is wrong with me? He has a nice mouth? I’ve never had that thought about anyone in my whole life, and right now I should probably be more worried about my safety instead of what he could do with those lips.
“With you.” Okay that actually shocks me into silence.
I’ve been kind of teasing about the whole kidnapping thing. Ari isn’t the type that would need to kidnap a girl to get laid, and I would be getting creepy vibes off him at this point. After that comment, I guess he could call me intrigued too.
“Well, if you think I’m like my mother, you’ve got another think coming,” I huff. “Wait, not like cumming,” I quickly add. “Because you know I’m sure she has…” I trail off, not wanting to finish that sentence because it puts my stomach in knots.
“She’s what?”
Oh god, he didn’t sleep with my mother, did he? She uses her sexuality to get what she wants. I wouldn't give a crap if it wasn’t for the fact that she was cheating on my dad and making his life hell.
“You should know, you worked with her.” Anger rises inside of me, which is normal because that’s what I always feel when I think of my mother. Only this time I’m thinking about my mother and Ari, and it’s somehow worse.
“I didn’t work with her, but it’s easy to see you’re nothing like her.” He takes his eyes off the road to glance my way.
“Yeah obviously.” I motion up and down my body, feeling defensive now. I shouldn't care what he thinks of me because I’m only here for information.
“I honestly don’t know what you’re getting at.”
“You know, she’s all Jessica Rabbit, and I’m just me.”
“You might be tiny, but you’re—” He stops himself.
“I’m what?”
“We’re here,” he says and doesn’t answer my question.
I wasn’t paying attention to where we were going because I’m a dummy and the worst kidnapped person ever. I would so be the girl to fall while running away from the killer through the woods. That is, if I ran. Although being a virgin doesn’t save you from a horror movie death any longer. Times have changed.
“You live in a house?” I’m guessing it’s more than a house because two black gates are opening to let us in. I knew he said he was taking me to his house, but people can call anything that.