You know who I think was one of the scariest men out there? “Fine,” I said, stalking back around the table. Not getting the police involved meant that we were at a stalemate—I had the kidnapping/beating/murder charges on him, and he had the dirt on me and my company. “You work for me, remember?”
Not giving her a chance to respond, I turned and practically dragged Helen down the hall, trying the knob to each room I passed, finding each one locked. “He can’t catch you here with me like this. I’m sure the Federal government would be interested in hearing what Helen and Ashlee had to say just as much as Roger.”
Glancing back and forth between the two partners, I knew a lot of context was left out, but I got enough of a picture to be convinced. I released her nipple and immediately dove for the other, repeating my assault for a few minutes as Helen continued to writhe under me, trapped between me and the door. That Marcus could have eaten the scrambled eggs when he ordered fried, and his day would have been fine. As soon as he saw me, he straightened. “Mr. It was, and the lights were off. “He’s not coming back.”
Her eyes clenched shut, Helen whimpered and pushed her ass back against me, biting down on