Captured Secret (The Captured Series)

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Authors: April Raynne
Tags: General Fiction
Ethan has had that much to drink, but I can’t be sure. I see that Ty and Emily look like they might leave as well, not that I’m eavesdropping or anything. I explain to everyone that I too have to be to work in five and a half hours, so I’m going to head out myself. I hug Zoey, and Emily comes around the table for a hug good- bye.
    “You’re riding with Max?” She seems curious and concerned.
    “Yeah, we are only about seven minutes away from here.”
    “Okay, be careful. Max doesn’t look like he should be driving.”
    I give a goodbye to all the guys, along with a thank you for the invite. The smile Ty gives me is just stunning. His eyes lock on mine before I turn and walk away.
    Stepping out of the bar, I don’t see Max or Ethan. Is it sad that my buzzed brain is angry that my body doesn’t get to go home with Ty? My body is just as angry and begs me to turn on my heels and go be more aggressive. My brain tells my body to chill the fuck out, and to come back to reality. Ty has a girlfriend, and me coming onto him is wrong on so many levels.
    Back to the now…I text Max and ask him where he is. He too only lives about five minutes from The Wall Street. I hear Ty’s voice behind me. Jaxon is with him, yet Emily is not.
    “Who’s taking you home?” Ty asks me, looking puzzled as he looks to my right and left and realizes I’m standing alone. He towers over my five feet, five inch frame, and I feel the heat coming off his body now that he stepped so close.
    “I… I thought…Max or Ethan, but they weren’t out here. I…uh…sent Max a text. I’m just waiting to hear back.” I’m a stammering idiot.
    “Well, we’re not leaving you standing out here alone,” Jaxon says with the smile he has been giving me all night, like he’s the cat and I’m the canary. He really is a hot guy, but I’m just not feeling him. Maybe his personality will grow on me.
    “I’ll take you home.” I have to keep my molars clenched so my mouth doesn’t gape open when those words leave Ty’s mouth and are aimed at me. My mind instantly goes to us in a car, while I drool the entire ride home. Or what if I get crazy and straddle him in out of control lust? Then the confusion hits me. He really hasn’t said that much my way all night, so why would he offer to take me home?
    “No man, I got her. You guys would have to walk all the way to your flat to get your SUV, and then head out. My truck is in the garage right across the street. This one needs to get home only to get up in like four hours. Right, Stella?” Jaxon is trying to convince me to go with him. God, I want to go with Ty, but really, I do need to get home. Every passing minute is one minute more that I will be exhausted tomorrow.
    “Go get your truck and pull it up here. I’ll wait with her,” Ty says to Jaxon. He agrees and mumbles something that sounds like cock blocker at Ty. What?
    “How far do you live from here?” He’s taken just one step back and is staring down at me with those intense blue eyes.
    “Zoey and I rent a condo like seven minutes from here.”
    “That was kinda dick for your boy to leave you here.” His tone is flat and not happy one bit. Is he talking about Max or Ethan?
    A little too defensively I reply, “He didn’t know I needed a ride, or I’m sure he would not have left me.”
    “Do you always go into work so early?” Ty asks, as if he’s never heard of anyone starting their day at such an early time.
    “Umm…every day, five days a week.”
    “That sucks. So going in early must get you out early?”
    “No, I usually leave work at 5:30 pm to 6:30 pm.” My reply comes out quiet.
    “Those are long days, I can’t imagine working that much.”
    I don’t know why, but I feel offended. I want to say that sometimes people fuck their lives up and have to work shitty hours at a job they really don’t like. I’m sure Mr. Perfect, self-employed, godlike figure standing in front of me would NOT understand.
    “Well, we

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