Page 21 of Securing the Odds

The prick’s eyes went wide, and he tried to slam the door, but Jake’s hand shot out, preventing it.

“Fuck.” He ran a hand through his hair at the same time his eyes darted around the room, and Jake figured he was either searching for an escape or a weapon.

Jake wouldn’t give him the chance to find either. He stepped over the threshold and lunged, grabbing hold of the dickwad’s arm before he could run too far. “Guess you remember me.”

The Carmen chick issued a shrill scream, nearly blowing out his eardrums, as she made a leap for her boyfriend, and in his peripheral, he saw Tammy as she made a move for Carmen.

He was going to smack her perfect fucking ass when this was all over.

Things became a blur of action. The prick tried to wrench his arm from Jake as Carmen pulled him by his other arm with Tammy yanking Carmen.

If he wasn’t so focused, he’d fucking laugh.

Until things turned not fucking funny.

Somehow, the dick did a spin maneuver, dislodging Carmen’s hold on him and in the process, his arm flew back, hitting Tammy in the face.

He saw her go down, landing on her ass, a hand flying up to cover her eye.

Son of a bitch!

With a surge of adrenaline, Jake yanked and put him in a chokehold, squeezing until the guy’s hands scratching at his forearm and Carmen screaming in his ear reminded him the asshole needed to breathe. Taking him down to the ground, Jake smashed his face into the carpet as he brought the fucker’s arm around behind him. Kneeing his back to keep him in place, Jake grabbed the guy’s other arm, got out his cuffs, and locked the fucker’s wrists.

“Don’t fuckin’ move,” he growled, standing and giving the guy’s arms a good yank to make sure the cuffs were firmly secured.

He got a muffled grunt in reply, but Jake had stopped paying attention as he turned his sole focus to Tammy.

Crouching at her side, he took her chin in his hand and tilted her head back. “Shit, are you all right?”

“I’m fine.”

Her hand fell away from her face, revealing her eye. It was red and already swelling at the corner. White-hot anger lanced through him, and before he could think, he shouted, “I told you to wait in the fucking hall.”

He saw her wince as if his words lashed her like a whip. And just as quickly as it had come, his anger vanished. He cupped her cheek, being careful to stay clear of the area around her eye and kissed the corner of her mouth. “I’m sorry,” he whispered there then gave her another light kiss.

He stood, helping Tammy up. “Let’s go home. Get some ice on that.”

He turned to the piece of shit cocksucker lying on the floor, Carmen and him in a heated argument as she knelt at his side. She stopped mid rant and looked up at Jake when he approached.

Jake grabbed the prick by the cuffs and pulled him to his knees before yanking him to his feet. Then Jake steered him toward the door, taking Tammy’s hand in the process.

The move brought the prick’s attention to her. “Fucking bitch. Should’ve known. You ruin everything.”

Jake let go of Tammy’s hand long enough to smack the guy in the back of the head. “Shut the fuck up.”

“Make me, asshole.”

“Gladly.” He swung the guy around then landed his fist to his face, knocking him out cold.

Fuck. Now he needed to carry the fucker.

Jake lay in the dark,savoring the light breaths caressing his chest each time Tammy exhaled. They were finally settled for the night, and he felt his body relaxing for the first time in hours.

After they’d arrived home, and after cuffing the asshole to the four-poster bed and locking him in the guest room, Jake had texted the unknown perpetrators on the burner phone. It now lay on the nightstand beside him while he waited for a response.

Did it bother him he basically kidnapped the guy? Not one fucking bit. For Tammy he’d throw ethical out the window and not look back as it sailed away on the wind.

And sleep soundly after doing it.

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