Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
“I don’t know. They’re young and clearly into each other. You put them in a freaking sex club and you’re surprised they played?” Alex asked. “I’m checking downstairs. Someone go check the privacy rooms, but I have to assume he’s asleep. Probably because he was awake most of the night. And no, I’m not telling Liam. I’ll contact you when I get down to security.”
Nate rounded the corner and put his SIG to the back of Alex’s head. “Or I’m awake because I’m also on a job. Do I need to incapacitate you or is it enough that I could have killed you?”
“Fuck.” Alex’s hands came up. “Nope. I’m out. I’ll go join the ladies if you’ll let me. And no, I won’t be informing anyone. I’d like to see how you handle them.”
Hopefully the same way he’d handled Alex. “Yeah, I’ll take the comm unit. You go tell Avery that Daisy is perfectly safe but her husband might not be.”
Alex handed over the comm unit. “Good luck, man. And dude, couldn’t you have put on some clothes?”
He would have if they’d given him time, but this was exactly what they’d wanted. Him with his pants down. So they could deal with his dick barely encased in his boxers. Nate settled the comm unit into his left ear.
“Alex, I asked you a question.” Ian’s voice came over the line.
Nate kept quiet. He glanced up. He’d made a pretty thorough inspection of the place when they’d first gotten here. The apartment could be accessed only by the stairs at the west side of the dungeon floor. Luckily that part was still pretty dark and there was only one sniper position, and he’d just come from it. He moved through the shadows to the edge of the stairs, kneeling down.
“Fuck, Li. Alex isn’t answering which means Nate got him. Can we call this off now? I told you he’s solid, and I hope he didn’t think we were actually here to kill his sweetheart.” Ian sounded irritated as hell.
“Solid? The fucker apparently spent the whole night ripping off my poor Daisy’s clothes.” Liam sounded way more irritated.
The ripping off portion had been a small part of the night, and she’d done her fair share of damage, too. He was pretty sure he had some nail marks on his back. His baby could get wild.
Wild was exactly how he liked her.
Ian jogged down the steps and moved right where Nate needed him to be.
“Hold on. Charlie’s calling.” Ian put his cell to his ears. “Hey, baby…wait…what? No. No one is dead. Don’t call the police. Don’t…”
His baby had given him the chaos he needed. He put the SIG to the back of Ian’s head.
“Fuck me,” Ian said, dropping his cell and holding his hands up. “Nate, this was not my idea.”
“No, it was mine,” Liam said.
And that was when he realized Li was behind him. Damn it. “Ian, I need some advice.”
A low chuckle came from the big boss. “Well, Nate, my advice is to not shoot me in the back of the head. Are we in some weird standoff? I can’t see, and honestly, I’m too old for this shit. Are you sure you don’t want one of the twins? I’ll hand either one off no problem. I’ll even throw in a new truck. Don’t discount that. One of the reasons we’re here is I picked up your rental. It’s a Fiat. I had to get Bri and Devi to drive it over because none of the rest of us fit.”
“I suggest you put the gun down now, Nathan,” Liam threatened.
Nate hadn’t gotten the advice he so needed. “Do I take him out or let him shoot me? Because I’m torn. Daisy told me he’s got a bad back.”
“A bad back my arse,” Li bit out.
“She didn’t say anything about your arse,” Nate allowed. “Just your back. I’m supposed to be nice to you.”
Ian snorted. “Take the old guy down. It’s the only language he’ll understand.”
“As if he…” Liam began.
Nate turned, his arm coming out to knock the gun away, and then he shifted, one leg sweeping under Liam’s and putting him on the ground. Nate was on one knee, his hand around his future father-in-law’s throat before Li could take another breath.
He could suddenly see exactly how amped Daisy’s father was.
“Charlie, baby, I’ll call you back. No. I’m going to assume Daisy wanted to give Nate some cover so she called in and told a whopper of a story and it worked,” Ian was saying. “However, Nate’s trying to decide if he’s going to kill Li. I know. I already offered him one of the twins. He seems intent on Daisy.”
“Nate, what are you doing to my da?” Daisy was out on the stairs leading from the privacy rooms down to the lounge, still dressed in the sheet she’d taken from the bed. “I told you about his back.”