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“They won’t make it to that altar, even if I have to steal her and hide her away somewhere.”

“We’ve got a box you can stash her in,” Tony says seriously, earning a gasp from Antoinette and a giggle from Carolina. Then, he adds, “You better find out how she feels about enclosed spaces first, though.”

“I’m not gonna put her in a fucking box, Tony,” I sputter. “Jesus Christ, what the fuck is wrong with you?”

Tony gives me a smug smile and says, “Come on now, Declan. Let’s not go yucking someone else’s yum.”

Both women laugh, obviously amused by his statement, so I change the subject before I get sucked into another one of Antoinette’s book rants. “I have a tail on him, so running into him is certainly a possibility. Or I can have my guy grab him and take care of him.”

“Oh, no. We wanna play with the fucking asshole first,” Antoinette says bitterly.

I look at Dare and Tony and ask, “You guys okay with that?”

Two sets of eyes widen, and then Dare barks out a laugh, as he replies, “They’re not asking us for permission. And if you think you can stop them from doing what they want, by all means, give it a go.”

Tony rolls his eyes and sighs beside him as he adds, “If they’ve made up their mind to do something, they do not care too much how we feel about it. You should know that by now.”

I turn my attention to the two women, who are now smiling primly, but I see that evil glint in their eyes—or, at least, in Antoinette’s eyes. Carolina seems mostly amused, but I know firsthand what happens when you push her into a corner.

“I don’t know if it’s wise to have people I’m connected to handle any of this,” I say with a shake of my head. “If it’s gonna end up being connected to me, I’d rather have it be because I did something, not because someone else did it for me.”

Antoinette tilts her head, staring at me thoughtfully for a few moments, and then says, “How about your man watching him feeds us information on where best to snatch him from, and then Carolina and I will have our bit of fun with him, and then you can come in and make a real offer?”

“So, you’re gonna tail my tail?”

“Yes,” she says with a nod. “And it’ll have to be soon because, as we’ve already pointed out, time is ticking.”

Carolina speaks up beside her. “Worst-case scenario, you detain him until after the wedding. I highly doubt she’s gonna be super forgiving about being left at the altar. I don’t know many women who would be, and what’s he gonna say? That he missed his wedding because someone kidnapped him, tied him up, and then released him into the wild, completely unharmed, the day after the big event? No woman in her right mind is gonna believe that bullshit.”

Dare laughs quietly, and I turn my gaze to him and ask, “What?”

He looks at Tony, who gives him a knowing smile. They both look at me, and Tony answers, “Listen closely.”

7

And Then, We Fuck Around

Declan

AntoinetteandCarolinawerenot kidding when they said they were going to tail my tail. What's amusing is they seem to be having an extraordinarily good time doing so, which is great because I find shit like that boring as fuck.

Lady Luck was on our side when Bobby decided to venture out in the middle of the night, and the girls were all too happy to be right there, waiting for my guy to deliver him where directed.

Dare, Tony, and I are hanging out in the shadows, watching the two women meticulously torture the guy in ways I never would've considered. What’s even more amusing is that they're wearing masks, intricate glowing ones, and they’re both obviously feeling excited about it.

I keep catching Dare and Tony eyeing them with great interest, leading me to believe they both may have uses for those masks later on, and after a few gawking glances, I finally elbow Dare and say, “Will you fucking cut it out, man.”

He sobers immediately and clears his throat as he asks, “What are you talking about?”

“Don't be daft,” I say with a roll of my eyes. “The two of you could not be more obvious on the carnality of your thoughts about the two masked women.”

Tony grins, a shoulder lifting lazily as he says, “It’s kind of hot. I’ll admit it’s giving me ideas.”

“So like a reverse mask kink thing?” I ask seriously.

Both men stop smiling immediately and glare at me, and I laugh. “What? It’s a legitimate question.”

“I don't think that's actually a thing, but you’d have to confirm that with Antoinette,” Dare replies humorlessly.

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