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“Do I look like I'm kidding?” She stares at me with a deadly expression.
Yeah, she's not kidding, pal.
It takes all the strength in me to attach the word to the others.
“Please…stay back in the car…”
“I'm sorry, what was that?” She cuts me off and leans closer, as though she didn't hear me the first time.
Now, she's just being a…
I frown and swallow hard.
“I said…please, stay back in the car while I go get you some tacos.” I grit my teeth, trying to stay as calm as I can, but she's loving it. She's loving the way I fight to bury my pride just so she has her way.
“See? That wasn't so hard.” She smiles and clasps her seatbelt back on.
With a very heavy sigh, I leave the car to join the line, cussing silently at what she made me do just to keep her safe in the car.
Thankfully, the line is a short one, and it’s not long before I have tacos for two in my hands.
I head straight to the car to return the favor by asking her if it was hard staying out for only a few minutes. Bending over to her window, I stick the brown bag in.
“Here you g—”
A frown forms on my lips as I check the car for her, and then look around nearby. The seat I left her in is empty, with no trace of her ever being there.
“Shit!” I angrily kick one of the front tires. I toss the bag in through her side of the window.
My hands reach my head faster than my brain can process it. I smooth my hair backward and think for a moment.
My lips open to call out to her, but I stop myself. We hadn’t come up with a name to use in a situation like this, but that was because I never imagined we would be in a situation like this.
Damn it, Amelia. Where have you gone?
My throat tightens as panic swells in my chest. So many questions run through my mind. Questions I never wanted to think of.
What if she’s been spotted and taken?
Do I call the guys and inform them? No. Not yet.
I look around the busy street, trying to at least catch a glimpse of her in the crowd of pedestrians.
“Oh God, Amelia,” I murmur under my breath as I search for the familiar blonde wig and long legs. “Please be all right.”
I'm hit with a dose of confusion, as I don't even know where exactly to start looking.
I pace back and forth by the car, holding out hope that she will soon turn up.
She still hasn't.
“Fuck!” I begin my search for her, conscious not to venture too far in case she returns and looks for me. I haven't stepped too far away from the car when I spot her from behind, amid the crowd on the other side of the road.
“There she is,” I mutter in relief as I cross the road, almost getting knocked down by a vehicle.
“Watch it, asshole!” the driver yells at me, but I ignore him and rush over to her as she walks. I push through the crowd with a fast pace and the closer I get, the more clearly I see her blond wig.
I get to her and grab her arm from behind.
