Page 191 of Daddy's Wild Girl

And why was the bed moving so much? Where were his blankets?

And why were his legs and arms secured . . . suddenly, he realized that something was terribly wrong.

He forced his body to stay relaxed, his eyes to stay closed as he used his other senses.

Where was he?

What was going on?

That noise . . . the hard flooring beneath him . . . the movement . . . he was in the back of a truck.

His truck?

Where had he been last? He tried to think. And suddenly, it rushed back at him.

The Wishing Well. Mary-Anne. Bebe!

Fuck!

He’d put Bebe into his truck and buckled her in . . . then he’d sensed someone coming toward him.

He might have been able to get out of the way, but he’d worried that the person would go after Bebe instead.

Fuck.

His instincts were normally better than that. He’d been distracted by his girl.

But his head was killing him, so he could guess what had happened.

Bebe. Where was Bebe? Frantically, he opened his eyes, staring around. It took a moment for his eyes to adjust, but then he saw someone lying in front of him.

“Corbin?” she whispered. “Are you awake?”

“I’m awake, baby. Are you all right?” He ran his gaze over her.

Her hands were bound in front of her.

Shit. Fuck.

What was going on? Who knocked him out and tied them both up?

Roger? Had Roger done this?

He was going to fucking kill him!

“I’m o-okay. He hit you on the h-head. You’ve been unconscious. I wasn’t s-sure you’d wake up again.”

Oh hell.

His poor girl.

Corbin tried to move his arms, but the asshole had bound them behind his back. Leaning forward, he brushed his face against hers, needing to touch her, to reassure her.

“It’s all right, baby,” he murmured. “I’m going to get you out of here.”

“Wh-what are we going to do?” She sobbed and he moved himself closer.

“Hey, hey, listen to me. Everything will be okay. I just need you to keep calm and do everything I say, understand? When we don’t turn back up at the Ranch in a few hours, Kent will start looking. And he’ll find us gone. This truck has a tracker on it. They’ll come for us and in the meantime, I’m going to keep you safe. Tell me you know that I’m going to keep you safe, Bebe.”

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