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His hardness. His softness. His eyes. His smile. His touch. All of him. I drop my head on the table and release a loud sigh of frustration. I’m so screwed.

A couple hours of solitude, just like my card game, and I’m bored out of my mind. Hmm… Melanie did say that if I needed anything to let her know. I know there are cameras in here, so I stand in front of one of them. “Hello? Can you please send Melanie in?” I ask directly into the camera. I feel a little stupid, but I’m sure someone is watching. A few minutes later, the door opens.

Melanie walks in with a big smile. “You called?”

“Um… Jett doesn’t seem to want to play with me today?” I laugh at my own little joke. “I’m bored. Are you busy? Would you like to play a board game with me?” I say anxiously. I don’t like to be alone in here. I guess I should be a little thankful, but I’ll never tell them that.

“Sure,” she says as she sits across from me. “What are we going to play?”

Chapter Sixteen

Jett

“TRAVIS, I CAN’T do this anymore,” I bark out when I see him in the kitchen getting lunch. I’ve been avoiding her room all morning. “I have a job to do, and I don’t have a fucking clue why you’re keeping Emily here.”

After I left her room last night, I took an hour-long cold shower. It didn’t do a damn bit of good. Instead, I got myself off thinking of how her body felt wrapped around me, the fucking heat of her sex begging me for relief. I’m sure had I not stopped, I would’ve fucked her seven ways till Sunday. Dammit, just thinking about her gets my dick at full attention. I adjust myself and turn my attention back to Travis.

He’s smiling at me.

“What the fuck is so funny?” I demand.

“I knew a woman once who grabbed my attention like no other woman could. It was like she hypnotized me.”

So much for trying to hide it.

“Every time I was around her, I couldn’t think of anything else. I would have given my life for her.”

“What happened to her?” I’m curious because I’ve never heard of Travis being married or having a girlfriend.

“She left me because of my job. She felt it was too dangerous. And I’m not an idiot, I know it is. So I let her go.” His voice turns cold. “I agree, I think it’s best you focus on your job.” His answer surprises me.

It’s what I want, so why do I feel like someone just ran over my puppy?

“You’re not going to let Joe near her, are you?” The words come out harsh. There is no way in hell I’d let that fucking happen.

His smirk is back. “No. She seems to have bonded a bit with Melanie. I’ll have Melanie entertain her for now.” He chuckles.

I’m glad someone thinks this is funny. I sure as hell don’t. I don’t know how I’m going to concentrate on work, but it makes me feel better knowing Melanie is with her.

As I grab some coffee to try and get some work done, Travis stops me before I can leave. “Jett, Emily is here for a reason. You may not know why, but there is a reason. So think with your head and not your dick if you plan on helping her.” That was definitely a threat. If Travis is threatening me, then Emily’s importance to him is worrisome. What does he want with Emily? I might need to do a little digging myself. I’ve stayed out of it up to this point, but it’s time I step in. I just have to be careful; one bad move and I might be six feet underground.

I walk into my office and sink down in my chair. Before I start looking into Emily, I need to actually do some work. Curiosity gets the best of me. I turn on all six of my screens and pull up Emily’s room on one of them. She’s playing Scrabble with Melanie. I breathe a sigh of relief knowing that she isn’t alone. Seeing her again has my dick twitching. I can’t watch her all day or I’ll be jacking off under my desk. Thinking back to Travis’s warning, it makes me wonder who she really is. I do know that if Emily’s life is in danger, things will fucking be done to get her out of here. I made her a promise that I would keep her safe, and I plan on keeping that promise.

* * *

It’s dinnertime and thoughts fill my head about last night. I’ve kept myself busy with work so I haven’t looked at Emily all day. I click on the keyboard and pull up her room. She’s lying on the bed, reading a book. Surrounded by white with her hair falling down around her face, she looks like an angel. She has gorgeous, long hair. Hair I’d love to pull back in order to give me access to that beautiful, long neck of hers. Why can’t I get her out of mind?

Her door opens and Joe walks in with her dinner. I immediately sit up straight, taking notice that Joe is by himself. That motherfucker will die if he touches Emily.

Chapter Seventeen

JOE WALKS IN and closes the door behind him. He has my dinner and places it on the table. I’m a little surprised his sidekick isn’t with him. I put my book down, thankful that Melanie has given me something to do while I am by myself. Joe walks toward me. I sit up in bed wondering what the hell he’s doing. The look in his eyes sends chills down my back.

“I guess your boy toy got tired of you.” He chuckles, continuing toward me.

I want to say something back, but I don’t want to agitate him. Maybe he’ll get his snide comments in and leave. I hop off the bed and plant my feet. I’ll be ready if I need to defend myself.

“Maybe you just need a real man to show you how it’s done,” he spits out, standing right in front of me. I can smell nicotine and whiskey on his breath.

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