Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 76559 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76559 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
“Shit,” I growled as my cock grew again, this time refusing to listen. Not baseball stats, not my brother, or even Jasper’s angry face could stop the dirty little fucker from wanting more of what last night held.
I was fucked. The sexy woman in the passenger seat was all I could think about, and I couldn’t have her again. Not just because we’d already checked out of the hotel and made our way back to Molly’s hostel, but because like I told Kat last night, shit was complicated.
“Let me do the talking,” Kat said, completely out of the blue. If it wasn’t for the light flush of pink on her skin, I might think she was unaffected by last night. She was, but she was trying hard not to be. At my frown she shrugged.
“I can get answers out of these kids without threatening them. I’m sure they’ve had enough of that.” She shook her head, her hair falling around her shoulders as she absently checked her phone. “If I can’t get anything from them, you can step in. Deal?”
“I don’t like it but fine.”
I didn’t like any part of it, especially where she made the ground rules, but it was a solid plan. It would’ve helped if she was wearing one of those tight business suits she favored as the barracuda because they were hot as fuck, but not nearly as hot as Kat in jeans and a red leather jacket with nothing but a white tank underneath it.
Nothing.
“My eyes are up here,” she said, laughter in her voice as I killed the engine inside the hostel parking lot.
“But your tits are right there,” I told her and pointed to the hard tips of her nipples, which I now knew tasted like strawberry cream. I got out of the car first before I did something like make her come with my mouth on those titties right there in the car.
I stayed by Kat’s side and let her do the talking.
“You guys know Molly?”
Two teens with stringy hair looked up and took in her outfit with disgust. “Who’s asking?”
“I am. So?” Kat held a fifty dollar bill in her hand and I tensed, hoping like hell she knew what she was doing.
“It’ll cost ya,” the blond boy said with a greedy smile.
Kat wasn’t affected at all. “Tell me something useful and I’m happy to pay.”
He snorted and shook his head. “What’s useful?”
“Easy. Tell me if you know Molly and where I can find her. If I believe you, the cash is yours.” She held a photo up so they could both see, determining quickly they had nothing. “Too bad. Thanks anyway.”
“Hey, wait,” the younger girl called after her, but Kat was already moving forward. I felt like a fucking puppy on her heels. More like a dog with the way I couldn’t keep my eyes off her ass and those legs.
“No thanks,” she said with a wave and stepped outside, making her way to a group of three girls huddled in a circle, too young to be sucking on the cigarettes they inhaled like grizzled old factory workers.
“Hey ladies, do any of you know Molly?”
These girls weren’t as green as the kids inside. They took one look at Kat in her expensive clothes and scoffed. “Who’s askin’?”
The tall girl with dark hair was the spokeswoman for the group, the tough one.
“Her sister Madison works for me, and she got hurt on the job,” she lied easily. “Been asking for her sister who she hasn’t seen in months. I offered to help.” It was a good story that stuck close to the truth, but the dark haired girl wasn’t buying it.
The girl snorted and folded her arms over tits entirely too big for her baby face. “And you’re doing this, what, out of the goodness of your heart? Sure, lady, go sell that shit somewhere else.”
Kat stiffened. I was sure she would snap at the girls, but she surprised me.
“The goodness of my heart? Hell no. Madison is a damn good employee. I just don’t want her distracted over her sister when she returns to work. If this will do it, that’s all I give a shit about. So do you know her or don’t you?”
“Her sister is alive?” The petite blonde gasped at her mistake and looked away.
“She is and she’s worried that Molly is hurt or worse. That’s why I’m here, not to hurt her.” The firmness in her voice took the girls off guard and they all stared at me with wide, frightened eyes. Kat shrugged.
“The first few hostels weren’t quite as friendly as this one, so I hired a hot bodyguard.”
“Wow,” they all said at once, openly staring at me.
“She slings hash at the roadside diner a few miles away from that highway brothel.” The leader’s eyes sparked with relief, maybe happiness that one of them would be saved.