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Just because I’d taken her didn’t mean I wanted her locked up somewhere she hated.

“Oh yeah, you really had to drag me,” she drawled, dropping down onto my bed without scrunching her nose up at it. Didn’t rich girls like fancy silk sheets? My bed was clean, I washed the sheets weekly and I’d hardly been home lately, but it could probably do with a new set for her. “Do you guys have a cool team name or something?”

She placed her arms behind her head, assessing me.

“People call us the Night Thieves.”

“Shit, you’re those guys?” Her eyebrows almost hit her hairline, a teasing grin spreading across my face.

“You’ve heard of us? I mean, I don’t like to brag but I guess we’re pretty famous.” We were all over the news for our crimes but no one knew exactly who we were. They didn’t know we were such a big organization or how we managed to get away with stealing billions of dollars worth of merchandise and cash every year.

Only a handful of us handled the exchanges with clients, and we did thorough checks on everyone who hired us.

It was harder to hide who we were now we’d gotten involved with the street crews and a bunch of rich fuckers, but they all knew to keep their mouths shut.

We could dig up dirt on anyone who wronged us and make their lives hell.

I probably shouldn’t have just blurted it out to Penn about who we were, but it wasn’t like she could run away and rat us out. I couldn’t stop myself even if I wanted to, she was easy to talk to.

“My Dad talks about you guys all the time with his rich friends. They hate you.”

“Why are you smiling about that?”

“They fucking deserve getting all their shit stolen. They act like they got rich the honest way but it was with fraud and deceit,” she muttered as her pretty amber eyes clashed with mine, her voice softening. “Are you going to hurt me?”

“I’d never hurt a woman,” I gritted out, raking my fingers through my hair in a nervous motion that I’d seemed to be doing a lot tonight. “I just have to figure out what to do with you.”

“Do anything with me but please don’t take me home,” she whispered, breaking my heart. The tough girl slipped away as she let her vulnerabilities show. “Send me out of the country if you want, I don’t care, just please—”

“You’re safe here, I promise,” I replied, cutting her off. “We scramble surveillance and cover our tracks. No one will find you here. Get some sleep, it’s late. The bathroom’s just down the hall if you need it.”

She relaxed, fatigue filling her pretty eyes.

“What about my pizza?”

“How about we save it for breakfast?”

“Deal,” she smiled, amusement filling her gaze. “Unless you want to see me naked, can you leave?”

She was going to sleep naked in my fucking bed? How was I supposed to sleep in the living room knowing that?

I forced myself to start walking towards the door, trying to will my dick to stay down.

“Good night, Penn.”

“Good night, Cruz,” she murmured, her eyes remaining on me until I walked out and closed the door.

The rest of the compound was quiet so I headed into the living room and grabbed a blanket and pillow from the closet, stripping down to my boxers before getting comfortable on the couch.

It surprisingly didn’t take long for me to pass out.

Penn

I waited until Cruz went to bed before rummaging through his things. He’d been snooping through my house so it was only fair. I had a feeling he would’ve let me anyway because he was stupidly sweet.

It made me feel kind of bad for busting out of here and running.

He didn’t seem to keep many personal belongings, the clothes in his drawers organized and a few books and CDs tossed on the shelf in the corner. I noticed an acoustic guitar in the other corner, the wood worn and old.

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