Page 24 of Secured By the Buyer

“Safe?” I scoff, wiggling in my bindings. “You call this safe?”

“Well, youweregoing to jump out of a third-story window,” Caleb says dryly. “We’re protecting you from yourself, too.”

Liam’s lips part, but a knock at the door stops whatever he planned to say.

Caleb goes to answer it, and an older man in a doctor’s coat enters, carrying a medical bag.

Liam rises and greets him. “Dr. Wallace, thank you for coming at such an early hour.”

Dr. Wallace takes in the scene, frowning when he spots me before his attention turns to Liam’s wounded shoulder. “It appears you had a little accident. Take off your shirt and have a seat so I can assess what we’re dealing with.”

“It’s a minor flesh wound, and not what I called you here for,” Liam tells him. “You can check on it after you examine Milo.”

The doctor glances at me again. “He seems fine for now. Stop dawdling and strip. I have a shift at the hospital that starts in two hours, and it’s a long drive back into town.”

Liam sighs and strips off his top, revealing a well-muscled torso, which I vividly remember rutting against. What I didn’t recall was the large clock tattoo on Liam’s right pec. It covers half of his chest, curving around his ribs to disappear under his arm.

Jade leans over and whispers, “You’re drooling. Are you hungry for something besides soup?”

Eyes jerking up, I catch Liam staring back with satisfaction.

Damien fake gags. “Gross.”

“You’re just jealous you’re not the hottest brother in the room,” Jade teases.

Damien nudges his identical twin’s leg with his foot. “Did you hear what he said about us?”

Caleb shrugs. “I only need to be attractive to Oliver.”

“Oh, yeah?” Damien arches an eyebrow. “What’s your obsessed little Omega up to?”

Caleb smirks. “He’s tied up and gagged, waiting for me to return.”

A spike of fear goes through me. Does Caleb have a slave like me at home? Should I expect the same fate in my future?

Jade leans over once more. “Don’t worry. Oliver is Caleb’s husband, and he most likely put the handcuffs on himself. I’m sure Oliver’sveryhappy right now.”

Recognition slams into me as I remember the magazine my coworker was reading earlier, and I blurt out, “You’re Caleb Rockford.”

I struggle to recall what his spouse looked like but can’t pull up a face. He’s someone stunning, no doubt, to have caught his attention.

Caleb’s lips curve into a smug smile. “So, you’ve heard of me.”

Too late, I realize it might be dangerous to admit I know my captors and duck my head. “No.”

Jade snorts. “Too late to lie now. Allow me to introduce everyone.” He points at Caleb. “That’sCaleb Kane Rockford, and his twin is Damien Kane Rockford. And that hunk of meat you’re drooling over is their older brother, Liam Kane Rockford.”

Glancing between them, curiosity gets the better of me. “Why are all their middle names the same?”

“It’s in honor of our father, whose last name was Kane,” Damien explains. “He took Rockford from our mother so we can’t lay claim to the Kane inheritance.”

The explanation confuses me. What does a last name have to do with anything?

Jade shakes his head at me. “Rich people problems, right?”

The confusion deepens. “Aren’t you also a Rockford, too?”

“Alas, I am not.” Jade pouts. “I’m but the lowly son of the housekeeper.”

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