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their hair and have a beer gut that enters rooms before they do?”
    She laughed at the image. He may very well be an ass, but at least he had a sense of humor.
    She rolled her eyes at the thought. He was not a likeable person, not while he held her against her will, and she refused to see him as one. “You could tell me what this is all about. Something tells me it’s a mood-killer.” She braced a hand on her hip as she stood waiting for an answer.
    “Okay.” He looked up at her then shook his head like he was trying to clear it. “Do you remember Molly Marrow?” The name was familiar. “You used to play at her house—when you were young.” He was staring at her intently. This was important. He expected her to remember. “She had brown hair, brown eyes, was shy.”
    Suddenly the memory slammed into place. “She loved to have tea parties and her dolls always had new dresses.” They had been friends. But it’d been Molly’s mom that’d… “No.” She was ashamed at how weak the word sounded, like a whispered plea. She wasn’t weak. Looking him in the eye, she forced strength back into her voice. “You don’t enslave someone over a friendship they had two decades ago.”
    He smirked cynically. “Friendship?”
    “Yes. Friendship.”
    “Good. Then knowing your father has her should motivate you to help.”
    Her father had Molly? Little, sweet Molly? Why? Nikki hadn’t been lying, or even exaggerating, when she’d said Molly had been her friend. They’d been best friends a lifetime ago. Nikki had actually sworn she’d protect the weaker girl back when they were young. She’d still do anything she could to help Molly. But her father couldn’t possibly know that, which meant he couldn’t be holding Molly in the hopes of getting Nikki. And Nikki couldn’t imagine Molly’s magic being anything her father would need badly enough to risk pissing off the all-powerful Marrow family. Molly was cool. She was a good person. But the rest of the family was power-obsessed and ruthless. Even as strong as her father was, the Marrows would prove a challenge.
    “My father may be evil.” She raised a hand to stop Isaac as he opened his mouth to say something. “Okay, so maybe he’s worse than evil. Evil would probably look all cute and fluffy standing next to him. But he’s not an idiot. Taking a Marrow would be bad for business. Why would he—” Her question stopped suddenly when the lights went out and blackness crashed around them. The panic she’d been ignoring since she’d awoken in a strange bed resurfaced in full force and cooled both the anger and hunger eating at her control. “I take it your electric bill is paid up?” She hoped her voice was steady. She was strong, a survivor. She could deal with anything.
    “Yep.”
    “Who knows I’m here?”
    “Besides my mom, your agent brother-in-law and Gus? I’m not sure, but I’m betting they work for your father.” It was a solid bet. Her father had always wanted Nikki under his influence. Like that was ever going to happen. Glass shattered somewhere behind her but Isaac had already grabbed her by the wrist and was pulling her down the hall away from the sound. “We’ve got to get you someplace safe.”
    Her wrist was incredibly small when encased in his huge hand. And she had to fight to hide her reaction to the calluses on his palms as he pulled her down the hallway and up the stairs. But the rough slide of his skin on hers was giving her goose bumps and making it hard for her not to remember how his hands felt on her body.
    Dear god! Why had he placed the bond before they’d had sex? If he’d only waited until after, he wouldn’t be affecting her right now. She could concentrate on getting them the fuck out of this mess.
    Not that he was exactly asking for her insight. He didn’t stop for anything, didn’t even slow, until he’d pulled her up the flight of stairs and thrown open a door. Shoving her inside, he paused. “You can hide in