Page 16 of A Dangerous Game
“That good, huh?”
Thorn’s voice turns deadly. “If she
doesn’t get her shit packed and on my bike by tomorrow, I need some help hog-tying her!”
My eyes twinkle at the thought of seeing her wrapped in ropes.
“Sounds good to me.” I remember the time that I tied her up and she begged me to let her come. I kept her on the edge for thirty minutes before I let her come so hard she almost passed out.
SINCLAIR
Climbing onto the back of Thorn’s bike is surreal. It's been a long time since I’ve been on a bike and to be honest, I never thought I would get back on one again.
Why am I going back to a place where everyone thinks I’m some kind of whore? They forget that in the time since I’ve been in porn, I have finished my degree and have been living comfortably. It's flesh money. Bite me.
My nerves are a jumbled mess and Thorn’s cocky smile on his face tells me that he’s well aware of this. “You just love this, don’t you?” I retort with sass.
He shrugs and leads me through the hospital. Throughout the four hour drive back to this stupid ass city I ran from, I tried to think of all the ways I could jump off the back of the bike without killing myself. Yeah, it would have been nice to get the fuck out of here, but I’m not interested in scratching up my face or body.
Like that would get me work again.
It’s bad enough that I’m going to have to grovel to get back into one of Jim’s flicks again. Luckily for me, he’s got a bit of a crush on me and would do just about anything to make me happy.
Or to keep me.
Thorn smirks at me once we get into the elevator. “Are you ready to see the brothers?”
“I’m staring at my brother,” I reply.
He shakes his head. “You know that’s not what I meant. Don’t be a fuckin’ bitch now that you’re back.”
“Did you drag me out of shooting to fucking insult me, Thorn? If that’s the case, I will have Jim come get me now.”
Thorn’s hand slaps the emergency STOP button and the elevator stops moving ruptly.
“You think I like the fact that my sister is into porn? You think I like the fact that my brothers watch you in porn? Do you?” He thunders at me.
I place my hands on my hips and purse my lips. “Since you watched so much of it, I’m surprised you didn’t try to hook up with one of the actresses!”
“The only reason why you’re here is because someone’s attacking our family.”
“Your family,” I murmur and watch his face crumble. “Dad refused to help me pay for college. I had to find a way to pay for school and live. You didn’t want to help me either so don’t give me that shit.”.
Thorn’s hand slaps the button again and the elevator rises through the floors.
“Glad to see you’re still a stubborn bitch,” he mutters under his breath.
Smiling with fake pride, I wave my hand at him like I’m the queen. “Bless your heart!”
The sting from being pushed out the family is still there but being back here is already going to be hard enough. It’s already going to be difficult to see everyone. To have everyone talk to me like I’m a stranger and not the kid-sister who followed them around.
What can I say? I didn’t grow up with Barbie dolls and Baby Alive. I grew up with men in leather who carried guns. The first time I shot a gun was amazing. I never picked up a doll again.
Once we get to the fifteenth floor, my nerves are going crazy. I’ve filmed hundreds of videos where I’m naked but seeing my dad after all these years isn’t something I’m interested in. Hell, it's got me more nervous than all those filming jitters combined.
The door slides open and I take a step out but walk right into a wall.
A hot. Breathing. Wall. With. Arms.
