His blue eyes are so hot and alive that they look like they are swirling with some kind of emotion that I'm not able to deal with. I don't want to play this game with Jack anymore. He's much better at it and seems like he doesn't care who can tell he's just told me he plans to...he wants me to...
"Put some on the end of your finger and bring it to my mouth." I start to shake my head no. I can't. Not with everyone at the table already looking at me and him like we're about to start starring in a porn movie at any moment. "Do it and I won't have to throw you over this table and find my cream some other way, Sweets."
He licks his lips and stares at me. "Even though I bet you taste better than what's being served."
I swipe my hand through the white cream on top of the pie in front of me and push my finger at him. He snatches my hand and brings it to his mouth. His tongue swirls over the pad of my finger, sucking it clean.
"Hmm, it tastes even better on you." Throats are being cleared at his words and Remy is the first person to say anything.
"If you're going to fuck her on this table can you wait until I pick my pie up first? I mean just give a brother a head's up or something. I don't know, a code word -'hey, imma eat Lexi for dessert, get the fuck out'. That would work or even tell us you're feeling hungry because you sure look like you are going to be eating her before the two of you make it upstairs and while I don't mind a good porn every now and again I really, really don't want to see your naked ass next to my pie."
Oh my God! All I can do is stare in open-mouthed horror at what he just said. Jack growls at him.
"You better be glad I'm in a good mood or I would rearrange your face for even talking about Lexi and sex in the same sentence."
"Uh, she's with you which makes her a sister so that is just eww, not going to happen ever. I don't fuck a brother's woman. I'm not some douuuu...," he stops and stares at Don. The whole table stares at Don, "-ude, some dude who...does that sort of thing."
"Good recovery, Remy. You get an A for effort if nothing else." Duncan quips back at Remy and most everyone around the table laughs. Don doesn't. He stands from the table and stalks away.
A shiver works down my spine again, like someone walking over my grave. Don isn't going to let the men milk him for information without putting someone in danger. The men continue on like nothing happened but I can't help but wonder if sneaking away tomorrow is really such a good idea or if the three of us are making tactical errors that will come back to hurt us.
12
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Lexi
Despite my misgivings, the next day I let Evie talk me into going into town and finding some retail therapy. It's not a good day to go out, rainy and damp, and I would much rather stay in and find a good book but I don't want to let Evie down. She came up with this whole plan to give Ace and Steve the slip so they could make me feel better after all.
I still haven't talked to my sister. What would I say? At the last minute Don's sister, Laura wants to go with us. I don't want to assume because she's Don's sister that she is anything like her brother so I tell them I'm cool with letting her come. Jim bought me a car at the same time he bought my sister one so I tell the girls I'll drive.
It’s not until we are outside and about to get in that I realize I left my license upstairs. "Shit, I'm sorry guys. I can sneak back in and grab it."
"No!" both Ana and Evie are quick to shoot that down.
"I could drive us." We all look over to Laura.
"You don't mind?" she shakes her head no and instead of getting in the driver's side I go around to the passenger's side before making my claim, "I call shotgun."
We're all talking and laughing at nothing in particular, just enjoying the freedom away from the guys when we leave the driveway. The road leading to the 'compound' is a curvy one with lots of trees on either side, almost like the forest is trying to hide the place. I settle down and turn slightly to pay attention to something Evie is saying when Laura tenses up beside me.
"Guys...," she looks scared and she's starting to sweat.
"Is everything alright?" Maybe she just realized she doesn't want to leave Gauge after all.
"I can't brake." Her words make my blood run cold. "I don't have any brakes." She works her foot up and down on the brake pedal and nothing happens. We don't slow down; instead, we speed up going down a slight hill. "What do I do?"
None of us have time to reply to her half screamed question because we miss a curve in the road and go off of it. Everything goes black for a couple of seconds and then light is blinding me. My head hurts like nothing I’ve ever experienced before and I ache everywhere. I have a ringing in my ears that won't stop and even what little light there is coming through the rain clouds and the trees is too much for me. I have to blink repeatedly to keep my eyes open.
I look over and see Laura slumped over the steering wheel and become aware of crying from the back seat. It slowly starts to sink in that I was just in a car wreck. I'm shaking so badly I can't unbuckle at first and have to try a couple of times but miraculously it unclasps. I go for the door handle and realize how bad the shaking is.
All I can think about is what my mom and dad must have gone through when they had their car wreck that took them away from Libby and me. I open the back first and see Ana in the floorboard crying and Evie across the seat. I reach out to touch her and she moans before sitting up slowly.
"Wh...what happened?"
I start to shake my head but it makes me dizzy and sick to my stomach. "I don't know. We have to get everyone out though." The front of the car is smoking and I'm terrified it's going to start a fire under the hood. I help Evie stand, she appears to be alright if not a little unsteady. While she helps Ana out I go back to the front for my phone which fell in the floor during the crash.
I weave my way around the car at the same time I'm calling 911. It takes me a couple of minutes to work Laura's door open and then I have to fight with the airbag to try and pry her loose. The seatbelt sticks and no matter how hard I try I can't get it to release. This entire time I'm talking to the lady that picked up.