“Is she already asleep?” Pete asks in amusement. Another snore fills the SUV, and I try to hold in my smile. Her snoring is pretty adorable.
“It’s probably the adrenaline crash.” I place my hand on the side of her head, reveling in the fact that she’s safe in my arms again. I can’t believe they took her from us so easily, how close we came to losing her.
“I’m getting her a damn leash,” Dex says, as if he’s having the same train of thought as me.
“I guess we won’t be getting all the stuff we ordered yesterday,” Pete says, and I swear.
“Fuck, that’s right, plus everything we left back there.”
“At least she has her letters,” Dex says, tapping the bag between us with his foot.
“And the money,” I add, since the money is the most important thing we have to keep us alive right now.
Everyone is quiet, and even though we have no idea where we’re going, anywhere away from here is a good enough direction for now.
I nod off to sleep and awake to the crunching of gravel under the wheels, surprised to see its light out. Glancing at the clock, I see it’s after eight a.m.
Dex and Jagger shift in their seats and stretch, obviously having been asleep, too.
“I need to take a piss,” Pete says as he pulls into a parking spot.
“Do you know where we are?” I ask, stretching my neck from side to side.
“No idea, I just took random roads, but kept to highways.”
“I need to pee,” a sleepy Wren grumbles from against my chest. I help her sit up as she rubs the sleep from her eyes and yawns.
Pete and Jagger get out of the SUV as Wren looks out the front window with interest. “Where are we?”
“Not sure,” I tell her as I reach for the door handle.
“Uh, Sly?” She sounds nervous, and when I look at her, she bites her lip. “I don’t suppose you guys grabbed any clothes for me to wear?”
My eyes trail down her body, realizing that while we took the time to get ourselves dressed and armed, she’d be takenin what she was sleeping in, my T-shirt and a pair of panties. The way she ground herself on Dex until she orgasmed suddenly plays on repeat in my head as I stare between her legs.Very dirty panties.
The door beside Dex opens, and Jagger reaches around to the back and pulls out one of the backpacks we had purchased to carry our stuff.When did he have the chance to grab that?
He passes it to a very interested Wren, and when she opens it and sees her clothes, her eyes light up with happiness.
“Thank you, Jagger!” He smiles, then motions for Dex to get out. He grumbles but reluctantly climbs out of the SUV, leaning his back against the door, arms crossed over his chest.
“I’ll stand guard on the other side so you can get changed in privacy.” She nods, and I kiss the top of her head before mirroring Dex on the other side.
I glance around at the restaurant we’re parked at. It looks like a classic American diner. My stomach rumbles, excited at the thought of food. Pete comes jogging out the door and back over to us. He tries to look inside the SUV, over my shoulder, but I shove his head to the side.
“She’s changing, perv.”
“What? Like you didn’t peek?”
“I did no such thing.”
“Your loss.”
“Don’t make me stab you, farm boy.” I flick open my pocket knife to let him know I’m serious. “Disrespect her, and it’ll be the last thing you do.”
The door behind me opens, and I quickly flick my knife closed and shove it in my pocket before I turn tohelp her out. She’s wearing her ripped black jeans and a loose black crop tee. And that damn choker. Every time I see it, I picture my hand replacing it, feeling what it’s like to have my hand around her throat and under my control. Not to hurt her, of course. I’d never harm her. But to bring her pleasure. To fuck her while having her under my control, having her trust me with her life like that gets me hard every time I see that strip of black fabric across her throat.
I subtly adjust myself as the others join us. “Shall we grab breakfast?” I ask the others as her hand slips into mine. I look down at her in surprise. Normally, we’re the ones to grab her hand first, but the fact that she feels comfortable enough to do it now makes my heart hammer in my chest like a fucking teenager with his first crush.
