Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 90433 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 452(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90433 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 452(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
“I said you’re a piece of shit. Kelsie is the most incredible woman I’ve met, and she wouldn’t go near your pencil dick if it were the last one on this goddamned planet.”
Kelsie’s tremors slowed. Her breathing steadied, and some of the light returned to her eye. His words seemed to have bolstered her.
Ty wasn’t finished. “You come in here swinging your dick around like you’re king shit, but you can’t get a woman without your daddy making a deal, can you?”
Tinsley laughed. The sound scraped down his spine like nails on a chalkboard. Jinx rolled his shoulders, clearly picking up on the unstable vibe as well.
Ty adjusted his stance and shifted to the balls of his feet. He was ready. The second a chance to strike opened, he’d jump.
“My fucking father. That’s hilarious,” Tinsley said, still laughing. “I did this.” He jammed the pointer finger of his free hand into his chest. Spit flew from his mouth as he screamed so loud Ty’s ears rang. “I got her. I had her served up to me on a fucking platter. She was fucking ready, waiting, terrified, and you fucked that all up.”
What the fuck?
Chills raced over his skin.
“I was supposed to be the hero. I was supposed to be her white knight. Not some old fucking biker.”
“Fuck me,” Jinx whispered, sounding as shocked as Ty felt.
His lungs stopped working. His eyes nearly fell from their sockets. Never in a million years could he have imagined Kelsie’s kidnapping had been orchestrated to hold her captive purposely.
“You think I can’t touch her? You think I can’t fucking touch my woman whenever the fuck I want?” He grabbed the placket of Kelsie’s button-up and yanked. Buttons pinged across the room as they tore from the fabric.
Tyler had never felt so helpless in his entire life.
Kelsie cried out, but it wasn’t a cry of fear and distress. It was the wail of a furious animal ready to fight for their life. She swung her arm up in a diagonal as her scream turned primal. Her fist slammed into Tinsley’s nose.
They all heard the crunch and Andrew’s pained curse. He jerked, and the gun suddenly tilted three inches above Kelsie’s head.
It was all the opening Ty needed. He and Jinx charged forward as Kelsie dropped to the floor like a stone.
Ty flew into Tinsley with a roar. He wrapped his hands around the gun and fought to wrench it free. As soon as he got it, he’d put a bullet in the bastard’s brain. But Tinsley was at least ten years younger and stronger. He clung to the gun as they crashed to the floor. Over and over they rolled, wrestling for control of the weapon.
Ty trusted Jinx with his life and knew he’d pull Kelsie to safety and get started on treating her wound, but he wanted to be the one to fucking do it. He needed his hands on her for his sanity. He needed to hold her when she inevitably broke down. Hell, he might break down with her.
Fuck this punk.
They rolled again. Ty’s spine crunched on the floor as he landed under Tinsley. He stopped trying to free the gun and instead focused on gaining control of its aim.
Tinsley was strong. He fought as hard as Ty. But he didn’t have a woman waiting for him.
As they each tried to bend the gun to their will, their gazes locked. Fury and mania stared down at him.
“She’s mine,” Andrew ground out. “The first time I slide my dick—”
The gun went off, and Ty sagged to the ground. His arms fell limp at his sides, and a sharp pain ground into his chest.
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
KELSIE’S KNEES SLAMMED into the ground with a jarring crunch that sent pain ricocheting up her thighs.
A blur of furious men rushed past, crashing into Andrew and taking them both to the ground. Jinx was on her in a second. He’d never touched her before. Never crowded her. The big man always made sure he didn’t invade her space. Not today. He grabbed her arms and dragged her away from the violent grappling match for the gun.
His large hands on her had her insides churning once again.
It’s just Jinx.
He won’t hurt you.
He released her as soon as she was far enough away to avoid being struck by a rogue swinging leg. Air whooshed out of her lungs. The only hands she could tolerate without revulsion were Ty’s, and she didn’t envision that changing anytime soon.
“I’m sorry I’m all over you.” Jinx crouched down in front of her.
“It-it’s okay.” She craned her neck but couldn’t see around his huge body to check on Ty.
“Let me take a look at your face.”
She shook her head. “No, I’m okay. Go help Ty.”
Jinx reached for her face, but she swatted his hand away.
“Please. You can look at my face all you want later. Help Ty first.” Her entire face throbbed to the point she couldn’t distinguish where the injury originated. Her head pounded like a rock drummer had taken up residence in her skull, and her knees ached from where she’d hit the ground.