Page 39 of Pandora's Pleasure
“Excuse me,” I said, annoyed.
“Look over there,” he answered, unperturbed by my resistance. “Smile for the camera.”
Instinctively, I brightened for the lens pointing our way. “I need to speak with my fiancé.”
“He’ll call you.”
I tried to pull away. “Where are we going?”
Theo manhandled me through the crowd and guided me out through the front door of the hotel. He’d lost his mind. No one had ever dared to touch me like this.
“Where are we going?” I snapped.
With a quick motion to the valet, Theo demanded his car be brought round. He seemed to change his mind as the man bent to search for the keys, seemingly taking too long.
“Fuck it.” Theo reached in and grabbed them himself and threw down his valet ticket. “Tell me where my Tesla is.”
“I’m staying,” I said, feeling bad for the valet who looked panicked at breaking protocol.
A button was pushed on Theo’s fob, causing an alarm to ping his car’s location nearby. “This way.”
“I’m quite capable of getting home myself.”
“Not sure I believe you.” He cast a glance my way and caught sight of my pendant. “Who have you been talking to?”
My free hand snapped to the necklace. Had it elicited his reaction?
Theo was acting like I’d just revealed a bombshell, so he had to know its meaning, too. He opened the front passenger door of a sporty Tesla and nudged me inside.
“Okay, okay,” I said as I settled into the comfortable cream seat.
His eyes focused on something from the direction we’d come.
Following his line of sight through the windshield, blinking into the dusky night, I saw Damien standing not that far away. He had his hands shoved inside his pockets, his glare locked on us, an expression of fury on his face that was pure Godman.
“Shit,” muttered Theo, as Damien stalked toward us.
Damien sidled up to Theo and stood chest to chest with him.
“I have no idea,” said Theo. “I’m handling it.”
Were they talking in code about where I’d gotten this pendant?
“I’ve got this,” said Damien. “Pandora, come with me.”
I froze, seeing the stern looks exchanged between the two men.
With a deepening frown, Theo leaned down to look at me and gestured for me to get out of the car. “He’staking you home.”
I raised my chin in defiance.
“He’ll drag you out, Pandora,” Theo warned. “And not in a fun way.”
“I’m going back inside,” I declared.
Damien clenched his jaw. “No, you’re not.”
My heart did a flip-flop.
