Page 33 of The Chief
A moment later, he pulled open the door while dragging a shirt down his torso. His glare screamed he was ready to fucking disembowel me.
Leaning against the jamb, I casually folded my arms and tried to peer around his shoulder. With a low snarl, he shoved me backward and stepped into the hallway.
“Interrupting something?” I asked.
“You know you did. What the fuck do you want?”
I let the sharp pain of not being the man Fallon chose slide off me. “I need some cuffs.”
His dark brows rose. “Why?”
“To keep Molly from running away in the middle of the night.”
With a grunt, he opened his door before shutting it quickly behind him. I knew what kind of sex Orin enjoyed, but I had ahard time accepting Fallon liked it too. When he reappeared, he held a set of cuffs.
“Got a key for these?”
He tossed both the cuffs and the keys at my chest, and I caught them with a grin. “Thanks, man.”
“Fuck off,” he grumbled, stepping back into his bedroom and locking the door behind him.
I sauntered back to my bedroom, unlocking the door and moving inside. My eyes went to the bed, expecting to find Molly there, but she was curiously absent. Maybe in the bathroom then? Nope, the door was open, and the light was off. My eyes narrowed as I considered where else she could be. The closet? Under the bed?
I shook my head. “Really, Jynx?” I called. “Hiding from me. Aren’t you a little old for that?”
At least she was acting normal again, I hadn’t liked the fear I saw in her eyes when I’d snapped before we’d gone to Finnan’s office. My rage had taken the reins, demanding she pay for what she’d done. Wrapping my fingers around her neck had satisfied the urge somewhat, the bloodlust demanding I snatch her last breath from her lungs. I’d been blinded by my rage, and I could only thank Caolan for interrupting us. My anger had subsided as quickly as it had appeared, and I was now able to focus my scattered thoughts.
There was a sound behind me, and I only managed a half turn when I felt something slide against my throat. Instinct made me raise my hands, my fingers sliding underneath the fabric now wrapped around my throat. Jynx’s mint and citrus scent surrounded me, and my dick was instantly hard, despite the imminent danger. It obviously didn’t give a fuck that she was trying to kill me.
She let out a feminine grunt and pulled, using her full weight as leverage. She was so slight that I’d have laughed if I wasn’tbeing garroted right now. I fell backward, landing on her and loosening the slack. She let out a scream of frustration, trying to wiggle free from beneath me, but I had enough bulk there was no possibility of her getting away.
With a twist of my body, I pinned her beneath me, her slender thighs cradling my waist. I smirked down at her as I taunted her softly, letting my eyes run over her heaving chest, the swell of her breasts hidden beneath the fabric of my hoodie. “If you wanted to get under me again, all you had to do was ask Jynx,”
“Get off me,” she grunted, still thrashing. Still fighting.
“No.”
Her eyes widened. “What do you mean, no?”
“You are clearly a flight risk. Now I must add attempted murderer to that list too.”
“Fuck you,” she hissed into my face, her blue eyes flashing with indignation.
I laughed, then reached into my pocket and pulled out the cuffs. Before she could protest, I snapped one cuff onto her wrist, then clipped the other around my own.
“What are you doing?” she shrieked. Damn, I was glad she was back to normal. I didn’t like to see her so controlled by panic.
“I’m making sure you don’t kill me in my sleep tonight.”
“Yo—You’re—You?—”
“I’m what?” I taunted. “Devastatingly handsome? Devilishly good-looking?”
“Try delusional,” she shot back, her nostrils flaring comically. “You’re insane. You can’t cuff me to you. What happens when I need to use the bathroom?”
I shrugged, flexing my hips against her. “Not my problem. You were the one who tried to kill me.”
“Because you won’t let me leave,” she sputtered. “Ineedto leave.”
