“We might just stir the pot the wrong way.” He frowns. “Youmight.”
“I can do this. It looks easy enough.” I look at Cal. “One of the best ways to lure in enemies and get them talking is to lull them into thinking you’re harmless.”
“Not always,” he warns.
I don’t back down. “In this case, yes. And I want to prove myself.”
He lets out a sigh and then nods. “Okay. Do it.”
I’m buzzing when I push open the door to the room where I’ve got Molly trapped. Her eyes still snap with lightning, the power of a million hornets buzzing as she sits, almost vibrating with rage.
“I’m good at protecting.” I approach her slowly, kneeling as I look at her, hands on her smooth thighs.
She can’t kick because I’ve tied her ankles to either leg of the chair.
I slide the dress up, breathing in the sweet scent of her arousal. I’m already hard because she always has that effect.
Leaning forward, I bite the gag and pull it down before kissing her properly. She moans, and the musk of her arousal makes my mouth water and my cock twitch and ache.
Marlowe turns her head. I nip at her throat, sucking at her flesh. She hisses at me. “Stop that or I’ll bite.”
“A fate I’m willing to accept.” But I back down. “I’ve made an arrangement with your mam. There are real threats, Molly. And I can keep you safe.”
“How?”
“Easy. We pretend we’re in love.”
Her whole body jerks. “Never.”
“Hello,” I say, “Never’s here. We pretend, and we’re like glue to each other, Marlowe.”
“And how would we pull this off?”
“As I said, we pretend we’re in love.” I pause, a smile tugging at my lips when I see the horror in her expression. “And we get married.”
SIX
marlowe
White hot furyburns my veins, setting off a roaring in my ears. My blood bubbles and pounds.
“What did you say?”
“We’re going to pretend to be married. Then you and I being together all the time won’t ever be questioned.”
Fuck. No. “Leon. I need to find him.”
“Molly?” Declan leans in close, and something in me stutters and short circuits. “No more bad news boyfriend.”
I don’t bother trying to set the record straight, that Leon’s only my friend and not my boyfriend. He’s harmless and just wants to help. Not that Declan would care, anyway. He’s a beast, a monster, a man who’s somehow tricked my mother into buying into this bullshit. And if this sham is happening, she must have fallen for it.
Then again, itismy mother. No real shock there. If I’m locked up out of the way, even if it’s in some fake marriage, then she’ll be happy. She’s dropped hints before, but…Declan? Wouldn’t he be the thing she’s trying to keep me away from?
“I’m not marrying you,” I spit.
“Don’t worry your pretty little head, Molly. Marrying you for real is the last thing on my list.”
I glare at him. “Can you untie me?”
