Page 9 of Extra Tight

“With you, I never have a clue,” I respond as he pulls up to the front of my school. I open the door, but before I can climb out, his hand comes down on my thigh, halting me.

“I’ll be waiting for you when school ends.”

“I can get a ride,” I snip, but his fingers tighten along the inside of my thigh. The primal glint in his eyes is raw, and before I can stop myself, I nod in agreement.

“Good girl.” Nash releases his hold, and I jump from the car.

Before I can stop myself, I spin around to face him. “Bye, Daddy,” I say before slamming his car door and taking off toward the school.

Yeah, there’s no way I’m meeting him after school.

He’s already taken my door. It’s not like it can get any worse.

Chapter Six

NASH

“Fuck.” I check my watch as the last of the students empty from the building. “I should have known better.”

Her phone was quiet most of the day, so I stopped checking it when I left the house to come get her. Goldie isn’t here, and I have a sneaking suspicion she’s not coming. I look at the app on my phone that shows her cloned activity, and she’s on the other side of town heading away from me.

I shake my head as I program her location into my navigation and drive in that direction. She thinks she’s so goddamn clever, but she’s in for a rude awakening.

The farther I drive from town, the sketchier the area becomes. The few buildings that are still standing look like they could fall over in a strong wind. It’s eerily quiet as I drive down the street with more potholes than solid ground.

The closer I get to Goldie, the angrier I become. What the fuck is she doing out here? I check her location for the hundredth time and see she’s finally come to a stop. Up ahead there’s a concrete building with a flashing sign. It looks like half the bulbs are missing, but I can still make out the single word. Clinic.

“What the fuck is she doing here?” I park out front and glance around the almost full parking lot.

There are a couple of people hanging around the entrance, and they all glare at me as I walk past them. When I get inside, the waiting room is full, but I don’t see Goldie anywhere. Worry gnaws at my stomach as I go up the counter to speak with a nurse.

“Sign in, someone will be with you soon,” she says without looking up.

“I’m so sorry. I told her to wait on me, but I guess they called her back while I was parking the car.” The nurse looks up from her paperwork to give me a puzzled expression. “I dropped my fiancée off at the front door. I had to park down the street since the lot was full, and I didn’t want her to walk. I’m just really protective of her.”

I can see her expression change from puzzled to pleased. “What’s her name?”

“Goldie Yates. She’s not in the waiting room. They must have called her back already. Could you let her know I’m here?”

The nurse clicks on her computer and then hits a button. “You can go on back. She’s in exam room thirty-seven.”

“Thank you.” I give her my best apologetic smile as the double doors open and I step through.

The rest of the building isn’t necessarily dirty; it’s just clearly old and in need of updates. That’s about the best I can say as I walk down the hall and find her exam room. I don’t know what the hell is going on, but she’s not getting anything done here.

As soon as I see the right door, I don’t hesitate to barge in. A scream of surprise pierces my ears, and I almost walk back out. Almost. Goldie is on the exam table without any pants on. She’s got some kind of paper blanket across her lap, and I can’t help but think, What is the point of that?

“What the hell are you doing here?” I demand as I step inside and close the door behind me.

“Get out of here!” she hisses before looking around like she’s trying to find something to throw at me.

“Not until you tell me what the fuck is going on. You ditched me, and now you’re in some sketchy clinic doing what?”

“None of your business.” Her eyes narrow. “Wait, how the hell did you know where to find me?”

A knock sounds at the door before it opens a second later.

“Hi, Goldie, I’m Doctor Hill,” the doctor says and then looks at me. “And you are?”

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