“I thought you said there wasn’t a woman here?” Asshole said.
Before he could say or do anything, Asshole opened the front door.
“You’re not Damon.”
“I’m Damon’s friend,” he said. “Who are you?”
He heard Opal giggle. “You’re Damon’s friend? I don’t think he has a lot of friends. Except these.”
He didn’t know what she did but from the moan that came out of the other man, he had to figure it was something sexual.
“Opal, what the fuck are you doing?”
“Damon, baby, are you not coming to the door to invite me in? It’s our special time, and you know how I love it when you’re all mean and rough to me. Where’s Caleb? Doesn’t he want to join in the fun?”
He had to be in some kind of fucking dream right now. He didn’t have a clue what was going on.
First, he’d never heard Opal speak like that, and second, she knew the trouble they were in. With a gun trained on him, he was having a harder time thinking than normal.
Had she found Caleb?
Did they have a plan?
Dam
mit!
Chapter Ten
Opal’s heart was beating like a freight train. She had to keep up a cool exterior even though she felt like crumbling to pieces. The men inside the house were worse than she imagined—dirty, savage, and cold. The one who answered the door had a beer gut, a filthy beard, and yellow teeth. It took all her resolve to follow through with their plan of seduction. She wanted to be sick.
“We all like to have fun, little lady. Come on in from the cold.” The drifter held the door open for her to enter. She cautiously stepped inside. Damon was sitting in a chair, not moving to get up. The other drifter stood awkwardly to the side, trying to hide his rifle, but she noticed the barrel peeking out from behind his leg. She put on her best acting job and pretended to be oblivious to everything.
“It’s nice and warm in here,” she said.
“Sure is,” said the man with the gun. “You come here often?”
“When I feel like having a little fun. The men in town are too boring for my taste. What about you two? I haven’t seen either of you before, and I’m sure I’d remember if I did.” She pretended to flirt, and was shocked when they actually seemed to believe the lies coming out of her mouth.
What she needed to do was stall. To give Caleb enough time to save them all. He had a plan to make things right, but he needed a distraction and as much time as she could give him.
She just didn’t want him to take too long. What if one of these pigs expected her to follow through on her promises? The thought of either of them touching her made her want to retch, but she’d do whatever it took if it meant saving Damon’s life.
“You weren’t supposed to be here,” said Damon through gritted teeth. He definitely didn’t want her there.
“Well, I decided to visit earlier. You should be happy.”
“Damn straight you should be happy,” said the big man. “Hell, I thought you was gay.”
“Three’s a crowd,” said Damon, looking over at the two men.
The big man shook his head. “That’s not up to you, is it? I think our guest is more than happy to see us.”
“It is kind of exciting,” said Opal. “I like all the attention.”
The older man with the gut stepped closer, and she had to stop herself from moving backwards. “You’re a pretty one. What’s your name, gorgeous?”
“Rose,” she lied.