Hot Pursuit by Olivia Rigal

Author:Olivia Rigal [Rigal, Olivia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, mc, erotica, biker, stripper
Publisher: Lady Publishing LLC
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Sally

The man is still pressing his knife on my neck as we walk out of the club. I feel warm liquid sliding down my throat. The bastard cut me. Now I really regret abandoning the high heel shoes I wore during the ceremony, trading them for my flat boots. With the pointy killer heels I probably could have done some serious damage to his feet and escaped. Or does that only happen in the movies?

At some point he’s going to have to let me go to get us settled in the car unless … oh no! I send a silent prayer that he doesn’t lock me up in the trunk of the car. I hate small enclosed places. Please, please, please, no trunk.

“You’re going to drive” he says, but opens the passenger door and motions for me to get in, taking my handbag from me and throwing on the back seat. “Move slowly into the driver’s seat.”

Okay that’s one way to make sure I don’t run while he walks to the other side of the car.

I’m having an out of body experience. It’s me but it’s not me. I’m watching myself slide over the front seat of the man’s car all the way to the driver’s seat. I’m still terrified but it’s as if I’ve taken a step back and allowed my brain to engage again. I’m on my own from now on. I have to think.

I consider opening the door and escaping this way but before I even have a chance to look for the door handle he’s snapped one handcuff on my wrist and the other on the wheel. So that’s out too. The only thing left for me to do is to butter him up.

“You didn’t need to do that you know,” I say with the sweetest tone I can muster. “You gave your word to Slider. If it’s good enough for him not to come after you, it has to be good enough for me.”

He looks at me strangely as if trying to figure out if I’m as dumb as I pretend to be or not. I don’t bat my eyes but I do lower them in a submissive way and look at him through my lashes.

“Shut up and drive,” he says putting the key in the ignition.

“Where are we going?” I ask while adjusting the front seat. My right hand doesn’t reach all the way to the rearview mirror so I don’t bother trying. The gear shift is by the wheel so I guess I’ll be able to drive with the cuff on.

“You’ll see it when we get there,” he barks and since I’m still not moving he asks “What the fuck are you waiting for?”

“You turning the engine on,” I say lifting my right hand as much as I can to remind me he’s cuffed me to the wheel.

“Oh right, sorry, my bad,” he says surprising me.

His mother did one thing right, being polite is second nature. He starts the engine and I

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