more around Nicky, who drifted off to sleep. Then she took the glass to the kitchen. Jake barely moved to make room for her. Her arms grazed his as she passed, and the scent of Cinnamon tickled her nose once more.
“Where is the nearest payphone?”
“At the local drug store. Two blocks down to the left. Of course, if you hadn’t disabled mine, you could have used it.”
“It wouldn’t have mattered. I need a secure, untraceable line.”
Sami filed that comment away with the others. The man talked like some kind of secret agent.
“Back to the bedroom, Samantha.”
Her heart started to pound. She dug her heels into the carpeting. “Why?”
“Because,” he said as he pulled her along. “I need to leave and I am not about to allow you to run for help, that’s why.”
He shoved her onto the bed, wrapping the strip of nylon around her hands again. When he went to tie them over her head, she pulled away.
“Please not like that again. My shoulders already hurt from last night.”
With a softening look, Jake lowered her hands. He tied them out in front of her. “Okay. It won’t be for long this time, Samantha. But I don’t need you crying out for help, either, so.” He pulled out one of her ex-husband’s old ties, and held it to her lips.
Sami clamped her jaw tight. No way would she let him gag her too.
“Now you don’t want to do that, Samantha. Open up, or I’ll have to make you.”
She shook her head back and forth, refusing to open her mouth. No way was she making this easy on him. If he gagged her she wouldn’t be able to use her teeth to untie the pantyhose, which was her plan the second he left the apartment
Jake heaved a heavy sigh. “Okay. Have it your way.”
He reached forward, grasping her by the ponytail. With one swift yank, he pulled her upwards. At the same time he ground his mouth down on hers. It was a hard penetrating kiss. Sami fought and twisted, trying to get free. His hand gripped her hair tight. His lips pressed harder.
Then it changed. The pressure lightened. His tongue traced the outline of her lips, nudging, asking entrance. Heat suffused Sami from head to toe. The throbbing that woke her earlier in the day returned. He tasted like a sultry Cinnamon stick, all male and very spicy. Slowly, as if she had no control over them, her lips parted.
His tongue slipped inside. He tasted her like he was licking some stolen sweet. Stroking, sampling. Another moan escaped her.
Jake pulled away, ending the kiss as quickly as he started it. Before her mind cleared and she could close her mouth, he slid the tie in, securing it behind her head.
Reality snapped back into her mind, followed quickly by hot anger. She pulled on the ties to her hands. She tried to kick out at him. Quickly, he tied her to the bed once more, in such a way she couldn’t get her mouth between the slats of the bed to her fingers and pull out the gag. Then he moved away, managing to dodge her feet.
“I warned you.” He laughed as he scooted to the doorway.
“Mmpph mummph mouu!” I hate you! She shot hot daggers at his retreating back. His laughter filled her ears. Humiliation fanned her anger. How dare he!
The door closed. She slumped against the bed. Oh he would regret that kiss. Regret it as much as she was right now.
* * *
Jake dialed the number to Captain Bridges’ office. God he hoped his boss was in and no one else picked up this line.
“Captain Bridges.”
“Tom? It’s Jake.”
“Hold on a minute.”
Jake heard him tell someone, “This is my daughter if you’ll excuse me?” The door clicked shut in the background.
“Jake! Where the hell are you? And what happened last night? All hell’s broken loose here because of that raid.” Worry and anger filled his boss’ voice, but Jake didn’t have time to reassure him.
“Someone tipped off the Kreshnin brothers about me. They caught Nicky and tortured him. I managed to get him out, but by then the raid had started.” He