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Just a little insurance...

Just a little insurance...

Okay, all right. Fine. So he knows. How long has he known? I sat up swiftly and fixed him with my most innocent stare.

“Okay. You got me,” I said simply, crossing my arms over my chest in defiance. Looking around the room I realized we were in a cabin of sorts. The walls and the floors were all wood. The bed I was sitting on appeared modern, but that was all. Everything else had an old fashioned, rustic look. Even the lighting was dim. There was an old lantern on the bed table next to me and although it wasn’t lit, I could smell the kerosene.

Kilo, started laughing then sat next to me on the bed. He smiled and continued to laugh at me as I glared at him. My mind wandered back to when we were at the store. This was the asshole that shoved that gun in my back. The one that threatened to kill me. The more I remembered of what he said the angrier I got. It must have shown in my face because he stopped laughing.

“Do you want your jacket back?” I offered, not feeling like wearing it anymore. Not that I ever did in the first place.

“Eventually yes,” he said softly. “My name is Kilo. In case you were wondering.”

I wasn’t, but I nodded in acknowledgment. I narrowed my eyes at him. His words kept echoing in my head. I pictured him saying those words again, without his mask.

...if I even hear the sound of tires approaching then doll face right here’s gonna get it...

He was watching me intently. His eyes falling all over my face. I scowled at him and he squinted at me, as if he knew what I was thinking about.

“So-” I began, “-I don’t suppose it would matter much to you if I just promise not to say anything. That you might let me go right now?” I let my gaze fall into my lap as he laughed.

“You’re right,” he said. “It doesn’t matter much. You’re not going anywhere yet.”

I glanced at him, giving him my most desperate look and he laughed again, the bastard. I watched his stomach muscles flex each time he did in amazement. Every little move he made outlined his body in the soft light. No wonder he carried me so easily. He was in perfect shape.

I took a deep breath and my mind clouded with worry. Sadness engulfed me as I realized that it had been hours since we left Shadow Falls. By now, my dad was scared to death. He as probably going crazy. I swallowed thickly and blinked back the tears that filled my vision.

I felt Kilo tense up as he sucked in a sharp breath. I could feel his eyes on me as he spoke. “I promise you this though, I’ll figure a way for you to get home safely. Even if I have to buy your bus ticket myself.”

I glared at him. “I’m supposed to believe that when just a little while ago you were going to kill me?”

He studied me carefully and if I didn’t know better I would have said he looked remorseful. His brow furrowed and he sighed, shaking his head. “You just have to do everything I ask you to okay?”

I glanced up in alarm. “Everything?” I tried to keep the fear out of my voice, but I was unsuccessful.

He chuckled, “Everything.” There’s that laugh again, I thought. Dark and sexy. “Fortunately for you, I won’t ask you to do anything that compromises your virtue.”

He grinned as I relaxed a bit. “Thank you,” I said quietly. Relief flowed through me so strongly I nearly fainted. Tears filled my eyes and I began to cry. This brute, Kilo, had the nerve to look shocked.

He started to reach a hand out toward me and I flinched away from him. He frowned, and a muscle twitched in his jaw. “Hey, now come on, none of that.” He clenched his fist as my tears continued to fall. “I tell you that you’re going to get to go home and you start the hysterics.”

“Sorry,” I apologized while wiping at my face. I inhaled a shaky breath and did my best to stop crying.

He watched me tremble and shifted his gaze to the ground looking defeated. “Why don’t you lay down and get to sleep. I have a phone call to make.” He stood up and faced me. “You’re in my room. D and Parker are down the hall. Nobody should be in here but you and me.”

I nodded and he rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

“Tomorrow, I’ll have one task for you. After you do it, you can go home,” he promised.

He continued to stare at me in silence for a few minutes before I nodded at him once more and lay back down. I fixed my gaze on the wall straight ahead of me.

He smiled and said, “Relax. I’ll only be a minute.”

He turned and left the room closing the door behind him. I held my breath and tried to listen to his call. For whatever reason the fool put his conversation on speaker. Maybe so the other guys could hear it? Whatever the reason, it made my job of ear hustling that much easier. I couldn’t really distinguish the voice on the other end, but the Kilo’s was loud and clear. Now that he was busy I carefully scanned the room for his gun.

“Dale,“he said. “We made it.”

Would he be dumb enough to leave it within my reach?

“We have some things to discuss. I think you left a few things out when you put us on this job,” he said.

His voice faded then rose as if he were pacing. Then I saw it. The gun. He left it on the floor near the bed. I giggled to myself. Really?

“Must not... We’ll see.”

I hopped out of the bed as quietly as I could manage and picked up the gun. It was heavier than I imagined it would be. I did my best to hold it steady.

“We’ll meet you at number two tomorrow night.”

I got it, I got it. Now what do I do? Just wait until he comes back in and then shoot him? Or maybe, I can take him hostage? Okay, I’ll just wait for him to finish his conversation. Wait for him to come back in the room.

“Huh? Something went down in Oregon?... Okay. Tomorrow then.”

Something went down? What something? It had to be the robbery. My dad would have called me again when I didn’t show up in ten minutes like I promised. When I didn’t answer and Sasha didn’t answer, I’m sure he would have called Sam. When Sam didn’t answer, I just know he called the police.

They must be looking for me.

I have to try and escape.

Even though Kilo warned me not to.

If they’re already looking for me then maybe I can be rescued. I was in the middle of an inward struggle when Kilo came back into the room. I didn’t even realize he’d hung up the phone.

He took one look at me with his gun in my hands and anger flashed in his eyes. “You serious?” He snapped, taking a few steps toward me.

Of course I’m serious! You fucken kidnapped me! Duh!

“Okay, so put your hands up please!” I commanded.

He started laughing. He didn’t even look a little bit scared.

Why not?

He smiled at me and his eyes traveled suggestively up my body. “I’ve got to say. You standing there with that gun in your hands is very sexy.” He stepped even closer then giggled. “Unfortunately for you there’s something missing.”

“Oh yeah what’s that?” I snapped.

What? What could be missing? I thought on it for a second as he rubbed his chin, looking amused. Shit. Oh yeah, bullets. No wonder he left it in the room. It was probably empty. I fired a test shot at him to be sure and... nothing. It didn’t even click. Fuck, I thought, now I’m screwed. I sighed as he started laughing. Well, this is awkward.

Damn him for laughing at me!

"Put the gun down sweet cheeks and I’ll try and pretend this never happened," he said softly.

"Right," I said in surrender. "No problem."

I put the gun down feeling stupid. He’s probably going to kill me now.

Dumb. Dumb. Dumb.

I should have checked the thing when I Picked it up.

"Now, are we ready for bed?"

"Whatever," I said rolling my eyes.

Before I could turn around he spoke. "You’re going to need to get undressed."

I gasped and gaped at him. "What do you mean? I thought you said-"

"Relax!" He uttered, cutting me off. Then he smirked at me. "You can wear my jacket again tomorrow."

I glared ta him in disbelief.

"Don’t look so disgusted," He coaxed. "I’m a fairly good looking guy."

Then he winked at me and I began to panic. He groaned and rolled his eyes.

"I’m not going to touch you. It’s just a little insurance. Just in case you should decide to run in the middle of the night," he explained and I began to fidget with the sleeves of his jacket. "You might feel less comfortable running naked."

"Naked?" I could feel the heat rise in my cheeks. "Like completely naked?"

He laughed again. "Just down to your underwear is fine."

I crossed my arms in anger. Down to my underwear. Great.

"Fine," I hissed at him. "I’ll do it, but you go and get me a blanket."

He smiled and bowed. Then he walked out of the room. I could hear him laughing in the hallway as I got undressed. Jerk. Just pretend you are wearing a bathing suit Desi. Like you’re at a swimming party. It’s going to be alright, I told myself.

The moment he came back in the room my bravado faded. I stood there in my skimpy white lace underwear feeling very, very naked. His jaw clenched tightly and he threw the extra blanket on the bed. His eyes didn't seem to know where to look. He cleared his throat and took a deep breath. It was then that I noticed, his face was crimson.

Now who's blushing, I thought.

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