Bossy Brothers_Jesse by J. A. Huss

Author:J. A. Huss [Huss, J. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Suspense
ISBN: 9781950232079
Google: -DPExQEACAAJ
Publisher: Science Future Press
Published: 2019-06-21T06:43:40+00:00

It does not take Johnny a minute to come find me. In fact, the clock on the bedside table that’s built into the bulkhead tells me it’s been exactly thirty-seven minutes before he arrives.

By the time he walks through the door we’ve been on the move for thirty of those minutes. Going pretty fast from what I can tell.

“It’s about fucking time!” I yell at him. “They locked me in here! Did you tell them to do that?”

“Yes,” he says, closing the door behind him.

And again, there is the tell-tale sound of the lock from the other side.

“What the fuck is going on, Johnny?”

“We’re just…” He stops to study me, frowning. “We’re being cautious.”

“Cautious about what? Me?” I point to myself and laugh.

“Look,” he says, walking over to the closet and pulling it open. To my surprise, there’s actually clothes in there. “This operation is a lot bigger than I first thought.” He takes a shirt out of the closet, throws it on the bed next to me, then does the same with a pair of pants. “Put those on.”

I look at the clothes. Black tactical pants, black long-sleeved shirt. “What? Why?”

But by the time I say that he’s throwing an armored vest on top of the pants. “That too,” he says. “We don’t have much time. We’ll be taking off in about ten minutes.”

“Taking off?” But as soon as the question leaves my mouth I recall the one detail about the ship I did notice on that stressful ride over.

The helicopter.

“I thought we were boating in? I thought we had a plan?”

“It changed,” Johnny says. He’s got his own shirt, pants, and armored vest on the bed now and he lifts his white tank-top t-shirt over his head in one smooth motion. Then he stares at me, eyes narrowed down into slits as he kicks off his water shoes.

“Why are you looking at me that way?”

He sighs, then the locked stare we were holding breaks and he starts unbuckling his belt. “Just change clothes. I’ve got it covered.”

I pick up the armored vest, which is a lot heavier than it looks. “What’s this about?”

“I’m just trying to keep you safe when we go in.” He’s unzipping his pants when he says this. And then he drops them to the floor and steps out. Reaching for the tactical pants in the same movement. He pulls them on as I watch. Both of us silent.

But when I don’t move he says, “Please, just get dressed,” as he buttons and zips his pants.

I grab my own pants and shirt up in my arms and then retreat to the bathroom, slamming the pocket door closed behind me.

What the fuck is happening? Why is he being like this?

I start pulling the pants on over my shorts, and remember the phone in my pocket.

Should I make a call?

Could I even get a signal out here?

Probably not. But I don’t even bother to check. Just button and zip the heavy, thick, many-pocketed canvas tactical pants up my legs.

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