“I always cared for you,” Caleb whispered.
And just as his fingertips toyed with the hem of my shirt, loud knocks sounded from his door.
“Open wiiiiiiiide, little Scorpion! The Devil’s Rage know you’re in there!”
11
REAPER
“Shit,” I hissed.
Rose’s voice wavered. “Caleb? Who is that?”
The knocks came louder.“Better open up! Doors don’t hold up well to bullets.”
I grabbed the back of Rose’s shirt and ripped her up from her bent over position. With my cock still half-stiff behind my zipper, I whipped her around and cupped her cheeks.
“The door at the end of the hallway. Go in there and my bathroom is on the right. Don’t you dare come out until I—”
“Five!”
Rose shook her head as tears sprang to her vision. “I’m not leaving you.”
“Four!”
The knocks slammed so hard against the door that it rattled the damned thing on its hinges.
“What’s happening?” Rose whispered.
I pulled her in for a quick hug before I shoved her out into the hallway. “Bathroom, now. There’s a gun beneath the sink. You shoot anyone who comes through that door that isn’t me.”
She gasped. “Caleb!”
“Go,” I hissed. “Now.”
“Three!”
The second Rose turned on the balls of her feet, I watched her dash into my bedroom. The door shut with a thud as I pulled my gun off my hip, and I prayed to any God listening that there weren’t many men behind that door. They must’ve seen me coming into my place, which meant they had all of our places stalked out.
And when my bathroom door slammed closed in the distance, I raced for the front door.
“Who the fuck is banging on my god damn door?” I growled through the closed orifice.
“It’s Plank, you little bitch. Two!”
I cocked my gun as my hand settled on the doorknob. “Speak your peace.”
The banging of fists against my door stopped, but it simply gave rise to that man’s barking laughter.
“Ha, ha! Hah! A gun. He’s got a gun, you guys.”
I focused on the voices and counted at least three other distinct ones.
I was clearly very outnumbered.
“Shit,” I whispered.
Then, Plank’s growling voice sounded through my door. “Open this fucking piece of wood or I’ll shoot it down myself.”
