Understanding, I stood there and frozen, I didn’t think I could do anything anyway. I was locked where I stood, Knight’s back muscles roving under tanned skin as he made his way to the door. He opened it, and another guy stood there with a duffel bag, and though there was some distance between us, he was basically just as hot as Knight was. Blond, he took one look at Knight and sneered.
“Why the hell are you half naked?” he asked, then his brow jumped. “And is that blood—”
Knight shushed him before they both ended up outside the room, the door snapping shut behind them. Breathing, I instantly left the bathroom, thinking maybe there might be a way out. I came up with nothing but the front window, and since Knight was obviously behind that, I cursed.
I ended up peeking outside the blinds, Knight and the other hot guy a ways away from the door. They stood in front of an emerald-green ride, expensive looking and no doubt suped up. I didn’t know much about cars but the thing looked like something straight out of Fast and the Furious.
Honing in, I watched Knight and the guy, the blond just as familiar to me as Knight had been tonight. It’d obviously had been awhile, but I’d seen him before too, recognized his hair and bone structure.
I sucked in a breath at the recalled thought, the guy Knight’s friend, Royal. He used to hang out at Knight’s house all the time; when I saw him, Royal always with him. Knight often hung out with several boys, Jax and LJ the other two I recalled. There was a girl too back then. Paige, I thought her name was?
I gripped the curtains. Only one boy in particular had been with Knight that day he’d gone crazy, killed that dog. Royal had been the one holding it down and letting him do it. Did they both have plans for me tonight? Something as equally dark? Touching my throat, I watched as Royal smacked at Knight’s chest. Clearly annoyed with him about something, he raised and dropped his hands, and when he shoved at Knight again, I thought the guy had a death wish. Knight was like two of him.
For whatever reason, Knight took it, and though he too looked annoyed, he did bump Royal’s fist after he handed him the bag. I heard him mention something about thanks before Royal left and got into the running car. At that point, the front window went down but it wasn’t Royal to do it.
A girl sat in the front seat, one with dark hair and ridiculously pretty. She looked like an Instagram model, and after looking over at Royal, speaking to him for a second, she turned and frowned at Knight. I saw her mouth, “Really?” before shaking her head.
He did the same at her, but before anything else could be done I saw Knight stride back toward the door.
I let go of the blinds immediately, scurrying back to the bathroom. I stood there stiffly like I hadn’t moved, and Knight rolled his eyes, the moment he made eye contact with me.
“Enjoy the show?” he asked, angling his big body into the bathroom. Reaching into the bag, he pulled out a tank and a pair of shorts, pointing at me. “You’re breathing like you just ran a mile.”
Christ.
I said nothing, letting him hand off the clothes to me. They were only a size or two too big, not bad. They were obviously that girl’s, Royal’s fiancee, Knight said.
“Was that Royal Prinze?” I asked, since I’d been caught. I shrugged. “It looked like him.”
Knight’s jaw moved a little before he propped the bag on his shoulder. “It was. Any more questions?”
Only like a million, but I kept them silent for now. My lips worked, but when Knight left the bathroom, I didn’t do anything. He faced me, frowning again. “Need help taking off your clothes?”
Because I didn’t, I closed the bathroom door, and before he could make good on the threat, I started the water in the shower. Pressing my ear to the door, I heard a distinct and deep chuckle on the other side, and I growled at how arrogant this guy was. He clearly thought he could do anything he wanted.
Not knowing what else to do, I quickly pulled open the shower, and after stripping off my clothes, I eased myself inside the heat. I think that was where it all hit me, what had happened tonight, what was still happening. The red fell from my hair and flesh like eerie paint, and I pressed my head to the shower tiles.
What the fuck is going on?
Terrified, I shivered, holding myself. I had no idea what Knight planned for tonight, and I didn’t even have my things, my purse and stuff. If I had to wager, I’d guess he took them from me. Maybe in the car he obviously got us here in? I didn’t know. I just knew I made that shower last, and by the time I got out, I couldn’t breathe and not just from the heat.
The door had been cracked when I opened the shower, a reminder that he was there and obviously needed control. I didn’t know if he’d watched me or just wanted me to know what was going on here, his heavy hand on all things Greer.
I slipped the shorts on, then the top. My bra and underwear were black so at least, none of the blood could been seen on that. Not so much for my jeans and shirt, and I bunched them up, coming out of the bathroom. Knight sat on one of the beds when I came out, his thumb carelessly swiping over his phone. He was also in a new change of clothes, shorts and a hoodie with the sleeves ripped off them. They displayed the sight of biceps the size of most men’s thighs, his dark hair wet and obviously freshly washed.
“You showered?” I asked, quiet as I came completely out the bathroom. His head jerked up, but then, he shrugged, reaching his hand out for the clothes in my hands.
“Got an adjoining room,” he said, balling up my stuff and forcing it into the bag Royal had brought him. He stood. “I always keep clothes in the car for the gym.”
And that’s definitely what he looked ready for, muscled calves and thick legs. Wetting my lips, I panned away, taking a seat on the bed. I could have cursed myself for not checking to see if he’d gotten another room. There was a door there, and I hadn’t thought to look.
All of that pointless now, I settled on the bed. Knight dropped the bag at the door, then came back over to me. He took a seat on the opposite bed, and I froze as he reached a hand out and tugged me over to him.
“What are you doing?”
He eased me down next to him, smelling like cologne and peppermint. He chewed gum, his hard heat next to me when his shoulder touched my arm. “About to explain to you what’s about to happen here.”
Quiet, my mouth dried, his fingers coming to brush my chin. A pinch and he had me looking right at him, his eyes just as hard and cold as they’d been before. I swallowed. “What’s about to happen here?”