Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 63970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 320(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 320(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
She didn’t want to wear any of this crap since she was only going to walk into the dungeon, explain the situation to Sir, and then walk back out again, but the Taggarts were serious about nothing but fet wear on the dungeon floor, and no one would take a note to her Dom.
Jared was out there and he was alone and something bad had happened. She’d heard Alex telling Eve that a trollish jerk had shown up and said all kinds of bad shit that made Jared walk away.
She knew what he’d been doing. Jared wouldn’t want a confrontation in front of their friends, and especially the kiddos. He’d led the guy away and Kai had gone to save him. She should have run after him, too, but Kori had convinced her to let the men handle it.
She couldn’t do that anymore. She’d given him some time and space and now she had to talk to him. He’d texted her that he was okay and he’d apologized for having to leave early and not getting those cookies, but she’d known that was bullshit. He’d left because he hadn’t wanted that ugliness to invade their nice day.
He should have let Big Tag handle things. And honestly, the kiddos were used to blood. Kala Taggart would likely have helped her dad out.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Kori hurried behind her as she pushed through the locker room door. “I thought you kind of liked this guy.”
She did like Sir, but she couldn’t leave Jared out there alone tonight. Kai was here at Sanctum. Who was with Jared? Who was talking him through this and holding his hand? Who was distracting him with hugs and long kisses? Kai wouldn’t have done that, but he would have done something. Was she going to do that? “I do like Sir. I do, but Jared’s more important.”
It had hit her squarely in the chest as she’d stood there and watched him, saw his shoulders slump and then straighten again as though from sheer will. She knew that stance. It was the stance a person took when they had to decide if they would break or stand tall. She’d known in that moment that she wanted to be the one standing beside him.
Could he handle what she needed to tell him? Or should she hold fast and be his friend and watch him one day fall in love with a woman who could give him everything he would need?
Or was she being a little bitch by not telling him what was going on? It wasn’t shameful. It wasn’t her fault.
Didn’t she need things too?
“You really think you can give him a second chance?” Kori stepped in beside her, the bells on her hip scarf jingling.
She didn’t know. Did she have to know right this moment? “I want to talk to him, to make sure he’s okay. I’ll figure out the rest later.”
Up ahead she saw Charlotte Taggart about to climb the stairs. It was time they had a talk. She hustled to catch the queen.
“We need to talk about why your pit bull of a husband didn’t defend Jared today,” she said without preamble. There was no time for small talk.
Charlotte was dressed in harem pants and a beaded top that showed off her pretty phenomenal breasts. Sarah wasn’t sure how the woman kept them so perky since she knew damn well she usually had a baby hanging off one. Her eyes widened and then she shook her head. “He didn’t understand the situation until Jared hustled out of there. Alex came to let us know what was going on, but by the time he got to us, Jared was gone. I assure you we already know who the guy is. Adam had his name and address within twenty minutes. Ian went out to his place with Kai and according to him the dude peed himself and won’t bother Jared again. But honey, you have to know Ian can’t scare the shit out of every troll who decides to target Jared. No matter how much he wants to.”
“I can make it a fun weekend project.” Big Tag slid an arm around his wife’s waist and dragged her close. “Hello, my gorgeous concubine. I think this sultan is going to need a little attention tonight.” He dropped a kiss on his wife’s lips before rubbing his cheek over her hair and breathing in deeply. “And some anal.”
Yep, they were definitely goals. “So you took care of it? Because if you didn’t, I’m going to.”
Big Tag’s hands were all over his wife. He wouldn’t pretend to be civilized in the club. He would let his possessive caveman freak flag fly high here in Sanctum. He glanced up from where he wasn’t even trying to pretend he wasn’t smelling his wife’s hair. “I got it, Stevens. The boy is safe. And if you happen to find out the email addresses of the other assholes harassing him, send them along. I’ll let Adam figure out where they are and Kai and I will pay a visit. I never thought about how good a shrink would be at threatening people. He knew exactly where to slide that knife in. It’s been a long time since I was nothing but muscle.” He grinned. “Though I’ve got some really good muscles I’m going to use on Charlie Concubine here tonight.”