wasn’t here for our little high school reunion tonight. I don’t think I could face him.
It’s something I don’t like to be reminded of. The whole experience was awkward and fumbly. It was more painful than I was expecting, and well, my ability kind of made me react a little defensively. I didn’t mean to burn him, but it was reflex. Having to call an ambulance for second-degree burns to the guy’s special place is not something I want to have to do again.
Brett and I make it out into the alley behind the club before I really begin to hesitate and stop walking.
“What’s wrong?” he asks, turning back to face me.
“Uh … maybe this isn’t such a great idea.”
He closes the distance between us, his arms wrapping around my waist. “Are you sure about that?” His lips are teasingly close to mine, his scent filling my senses.
My legs wobble beneath me as a lusty dizziness takes over my body. “No.”
He smiles and starts pulling me down the alleyway, our bodies still firmly up against each other. We stumble into the shadows, and he pushes me against the wall of the building. His body blankets mine and he’s staring at me with lustful eyes. He smirks when he sees the hesitant excitement in mine.
His lips come down on mine, his mouth hungry for more. And he clearly knows what he’s doing as his tongue dances with mine, sending shivers all over.
His hands start in my hair before running down my arms to my fingertips. I struggle to find my breath as he starts raising my hands above my head, pushing his body harder against mine. His grip almost becomes painful as he pins my hands against the wall, his mouth never leaving mine.
Loud footsteps approach from the right. Pulling my head away to the sound, breaking our lips apart, I’m suddenly staring down the barrel of a gun. I recognise the blond guy with thick-rimmed glasses from yesterday as the one holding it to my head.
My eyes go back to Brett, the lustful look from before is gone and it’s replaced with one of anger. His voice comes out gruff and demanding. “What do you want with Cade?”
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“What?” I choke out.
“What do you want with Cade?” Brett asks again through gritted teeth. “My friend here won’t hesitate to shoot you if you don’t answer.”
He still holds my hands above my head, his body still against mine, locking me in place. Narrowing my eyes, I focus on burning him with my ability. It causes him to wince, but he doesn’t let go. I try to struggle free, but he’s too strong.
“Keep struggling and I’ll shoot you right now,” Blondie says.
“Why are you looking for Cade?” Brett asks again with more aggression in his voice. He has to be in a lot of pain now, but he still isn’t loosening his grip. How strong is he?
“She’s my mother, you asshat!” I yell.
This causes him to quickly let go and take a step back. “She’s what ?”
Blondie starts laughing so hard, he’s having trouble keeping the gun focussed on me. I take the opportunity to turn and kick it out of his hand, implementing my years of self-defence training Lia forced me to learn.
Even in my inebriated state, and the giant heels I’m wearing, I manage to make the gun go flying. I take another step forward and punch him in the nose, and he stumbles back. Moving closer and grabbing a hold of his shoulders, I knee him in the groin, making him double over in pain. I’m about to punch him again when Brett slams into me. I crash into the building and hit my head against the wall.
As I sink to the ground, a red flash disrupts my line of vision, intense pain radiating behind my eyes. I squeeze them shut to try to prevent the agonising pain spreading to the rest of my head.
When I open my eyes again, the two men tower over me, this time with Brett pointing the gun at me.
“You just made out with the boss’s daughter.” Blondie is still laughing, even though he’s still hunched over supporting his nether