Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 151384 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 757(@200wpm)___ 606(@250wpm)___ 505(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 151384 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 757(@200wpm)___ 606(@250wpm)___ 505(@300wpm)
He’d been thinking that she looked so sad and he just wanted to see her smile . . . that’s what he’d been thinking.
And now they were both in trouble.
“Immy, get behind me. Now.”
“Why? What’s going on?” She glanced around in confusion.
Holy. Fuck.
This girl should never be allowed outside. At all.
“Immy? This fuckwit bothering you?” the behemoth asked in a low, rumbling voice.
Wait. He knew Immy’s name?
“Hey, Jase, how you rocking?” Immy said cheerfully. “And no, Tobias is my bodyguard.”
Jase? She knew him? And seriously, his name was Jase? He looked more like a Rock or a Boulder than a Jase.
“Don’t like the way he just grabbed you,” Jase rumbled.
“That’s because I’m not supposed to go more than an arm’s length away from him. My bad.”
Jase turned his attention on her. “Yeah? That so?”
“Uh-huh. Tobias is a total badass, but he really enjoys making rules. I think he might have a bit of a problem, but I won’t tell him.”
Tobias rolled his eyes briefly to the ceiling. Did she seriously think he couldn’t hear her?
And, oh fuck, he just realized that he’d just adopted her habit of looking to the sky for help.
“Do not have a problem, Cherry,” he growled at her, tugging her closer. “And we’re leaving.”
“But I just got here!” she cried. “I haven’t even had my diet soda.”
“Get you a diet soda at home.”
“But Amos puts lime in it.”
“Immy, why do you need a bodyguard?” another guy called out.
“I don’t. Not really. My friends are just being overprotective because some guy kidnapped another my friends and he had this tattoo, which was the same tattoo that the Sentinels in the Children of the Divine had. Which is the cult I grew up in. So now we’re not sure what’s going on or how this relates to the cult.”
Tobias stared down at her in shock. What the hell had she just said? And did she seriously think anyone was going to understand her?
But, to his shock, people in the room nodded as though they did actually understand.
“That’s not good, Immy,” another rough guy called out.
“Yeah. We’re hoping this guy was just someone who was obsessed with the cult. But until we know for sure, I’ve got Tobias with me. He’s all right. Except for all his rules.”
Everyone stared at Tobias.
“Doesn’t look like any bodyguard I’ve ever met,” Jase said.
Tobias glared at them all. “We’re leaving, Immy.”
“Please. We’re here now, can’t we stay? This place is safe.”
Was she delusional? This place was far from safe.
“Gonna take a wild stab and guess the others don’t know you come here,” he said.
A smug look filled her face and he braced himself.
“Actually, Isaiah has been here with me.”
Then Isaiah was an idiot. He didn’t know him as well as the others but what the hell?
“He shouldn’t have let you come here,” he said.
Whirling, she put her hands on her hips as she glared up at him. “Let me? Let me?”
Tobias leaned in so they were eye-to-eye. “Yes, let you. As in allow you to come here. He should have picked you up, carried you out, and smacked your ass for the trouble.”
She gasped so hard that she actually stumbled backward. “How dare you! Isaiah would never smack my ass and he doesn’t let me do anything. The guys aren’t in charge of me.” She actually stomped her foot on the floor. “And neither are you, you overgrown baboon!”
Oh, this girl.
She was definitely in need of a good spanking. And his hand itched to deliver it. Seemed like her friends let her get away with murder.
Well, some of them. He had to admit he didn’t know Isaiah as good as he did the others. But he didn’t think Sampson or Jenner would allow her to come here. Abe was harder to read.
“Whoa, girl, you tell him,” Jase hooted.
“Look on his face, he’s wishing they were somewhere private,” someone else said.
“Yeah, but do ya think he wants to kiss her or spank her?”
“We’re going,” he said quietly, giving her a firm look. “Like it or not, I am in charge of you, Immy. And this place isn’t safe.”
Another loud gasp. Boy, this girl could do drama.
“Not safe? Tell me how it isn’t safe.” She waved a hand around. “No one here would hurt me. Right, guys?”
“Right, Immy,” someone yelled out. He glanced over to find someone cleaning their nails with a huge knife.
“You tell him!” someone else called out.
“Of course this place is safe,” Jase said. “Why would we hurt Immy? She’s our little doll.”
“Aww, thanks, Jase. You’re always so sweet to me. See, Tobias? Everyone here is really lovely. Let’s get a drink.”
As she turned her back on him, Jase scowled at Tobias. He pointed to his own eyes, then at Tobias. And he followed up that threat with a slice of his hand across his throat.