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“No, I’ve read about this before,” the third man said. “She’s marking her territory or something.”
“Are you sure?” the dark man asked.
“Pretty sure. See how she has her foot forward? Isn’t that like the universal sign for pissing all over something?”
I quickly shifted my foot back and schooled my features. Normal tactics would not work on these men. “I’m not having a seizure, nor am I trying to mark any territory. I’m simply standing up for myself.”
The man who pulled me out of my chair raised an eyebrow at me. “You should work on that. It was very confusing. Seriously, this whole…” He waved his hand up and down my body, “it’s just wrong.”
“Yeah, good luck with that,” the darker man said.
Frustrated, I turned back to the leader. “If you would be so kind to move out of my way, I have things to do.”
“Not anymore, you don’t,” he retorted. “Until we get a few things sorted, you’re on lockdown.”
My nostrils flared against my will as anger seeped into my skin.
“Oh, yeah. I know that look. She’s constipated.”
6
BROCK
I glanced in the rearview mirror at the woman in the back seat. Though she was pissed, she sat primly, refusing to show any outward sign of anger. The little we saw at the hotel was laughable. We pulled up to her estate and drove right through. There wasn’t even a gate in place.
No wonder some asshole thought he could get to her. She didn’t have any fucking protection in place. We pulled to a stop in front of the mansion, and I got out, looking around the premises for any sign of a threat before nodding to Lock.
The back door slid open and Wren glared at me, holding out her hand to me. I took it and shook it, grinning at her. “Nice to meet you, too. The name is Brock, by the way.”
She pursed her lips in irritation. “Will you help me out?”
“Help you?” My eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Lady, you’re getting out of a vehicle. How much help do you need?”
I thought I heard the faintest grumble from her chest, but I couldn’t be sure. She was doing an excellent job of hiding her anger.
“I can see none of you are gentlemen, and why exactly are we riding in this…this…”
“Minivan?” I finished for her. “Well, first of all, it’s a very roomy vehicle. It allows us to better protect you and fit all our weapons.” Then I shot her a big grin. “And it’s really bitchin’.”
She grabbed the bar on the side of the van and attempted to haul herself out while keeping her dignity intact. “I would hardly describe this vehicle as bitchin’.”
She finally pulled herself out, but fell as she tried to put her foot on the ground in those sky-high heels. I winced as she hit the ground. That had to hurt.
Grunting in frustration, she pushed herself to her knees, then held out her hand again for me. Chuckling to myself, I turned and faced the mansion.
“You are, without a doubt, the most ungentlemanly man I’ve ever met.”
“Well, I do suggest you get out and meet a few more people. I would hate for you to have such a low opinion of me.”
I walked forward, ignoring the woman as she pulled herself off the ground and stalked toward me. The clacking of her heels on the pavement grated on my nerves, but I let it slide. I could have a lot of fun with this woman. She could do with being knocked down a peg or two.
I approached the front door and waited for her. It was rude to walk into someone’s house unannounced, and since she lived here, I’d just let her open the door.
She stood beside me, staring at the ornate frame. It was way too elaborate for any regular door. Who needed all that filigree shit when it would just be tarnished by the weather?
“Are you going to let us in?”
Shocked, she turned to face me. “What do you mean?”
