Chapter 221

• I squirm in anger to be released, but Jake only tightens his hold and gives me a look that tells me to leave it alone.
• “You know, as soon as you let her go, she will give you a black eye for that, right?” Jake throws back, with an edge to his tone, and follows Daniel to the waiting car. It’s the black four-by-four, usually driven by Jefferson, but he’s nowhere to be seen.
• “Looking forward to her trying.” Daniel prods Leila in the ass, looking mightily pissed. “Still with me, kitten? You’re awfully quiet up there now.” He shifts her weight on his shoulder for a better grip, almost as though he’s trying to shake a response from her.