Maisie's grip on my shoulder is the only thing that stops me from forcing him.
"He's not worth it," Maisie says, and then pulls me to the side, leaving the cowboy fucker to get away with his dickish behavior.
When I look at her, there's a pained expression on her face. "Would you hate me if I wanted to leave early?"
Au contraire…
I have a very important dick appointment I was hoping not to have to cancel on.
"Um, why, is everything okay?"
She leans closer to avoid anyone else hearing. "Aunt flow just showed up, and the cramps are starting to getbad."
I erase that information from my brain immediately. Nope. Didn't hear it. No need for my body to try to sync up. We have days yet before it's my time.
"If you want," she adds. "We can share an Uber again? I'll cover it."
I shake my head. "No, that's okay. You order yours now. I think I have a ride in a bit."
She frowns, then her eyes widen. "Oh shit, is it Bailey?"
"God, no."
I make a face, and she laughs. "You sure you'll be okay without me?"
"One hundred percent."
Then she has her phone out, and I scan the surrounding faces, finding three masked men watching me from the doorway.Waiting.
My throat goes dry, breaths shallow as I press my thighs together against the delicious ache forming between them.
"Oh crap. It says one minute until arrival," Maisie chirps, stuffing her phone in her purse and giving me a quick hug. "Text me when you get home, 'kay? See you Monday!"
"Share your ride details with me!" I call after her as she rushes for the front door, walking right past my masked men.
Elijah comes to me as Seven and Atticus head for the exit. I notice he's got some pink monstrosity of a jacket over one arm and a Barbie blonde wig in his other hand.
I remember I was followed here and am so relieved someone was thinking clearly enough to realize I can't leave looking the same as I did when I came in.
Quickly, I slip into the stolen jacket and Elijah zips it up as I twist my hair back and stuff it into the wig as I maneuver it onto my head.
"Good?"
"Perfect." Elijah snakes an arm around my middle. "Shall we?"
I shiver at his warmth as he guides me to follow his brothers from the party.
47
PRECIOUS CARGO
ATTICUS
Why the fuck didn't I make Sev drive?
In the rearview, I watch Aurora tip her chin up, allowing Elijah access to her neck as Sev runs his fingers up her thighs. Her eyes close and her lips part as they touch her. Elijah tips his mask up to rest on the top of his head to kiss along her collar, making her shiver.
Headlights flash across the windshield, and I jerk the wheel in time to avoid hitting the median, making them lurch in the back seat.
