Page 10 of Outlaws’ Runaway

Her eyes flit over to Paige standing between Savage and Poe. Savage throws an arm over her shoulder and Poe puts one around her waist. Paige’s expression goes from worried to mortified. Her cheeks flush and I can tell she’s doing everything she can not to hop out of her own skin. People will do a lot for a million dollars, even let a stranger think they’re fucking three bikers.

Georgia licks her lips. “Really?”

I wink. “We had some toys stashed in the locker, you know? We were going to head to a motel, but never quite made it that far.”

“Oh… oh my.” Georgia’s jaw drops.

“Crank,” Paige bites out in a strangled tone.

I hold up my hand. “Shh, babe. I'm sorry, I know you’re shy, but if anyone checks the tapes, you know damn well it’ll hit the internet in no time.”

Paige whimpers. I shouldn’t enjoy teasing her this much, but I fucking do. I hope Georgia is buying what I’m selling, because honestly, she’s a pretty thing and if circumstances were different, I’d be more than happy to share her with my brothers.

Poe’s hand strokes down Paige’s thigh. Her breathing picks up.

“All… all four of you?” Georgia glances down at her book, then back up at me.

“Oh yeah.”

She looks like she wants to fan herself, but keeps it together. “I could um, look through the footage for you,” she offers.

“Georgia…” I tsk, clicking my tongue in admonition. “I’m sure you can understand why Sarah wouldn’t want that.”

She chews her bottom lip while she considers. “I do. It's just that I really shouldn't let you into the back room.”

“It’ll be our secret. I fucking swear. In and out.”

“God yeah, I understand.” Her eyes flit between me and the boys. “Just… Can I ask you a question?” She motions for me to lean in so she can whisper. I do. “Is it true that you can really fit more than one—Oh I can’t believe I’m asking this. I mean, in the same place,together?”

I chuckle at her kinky curiosity. Hopefully there’s an understanding Mr. Georgia, who doesn’t mind bringing a few accessories into their bedroom because I have a feeling after today she’s going to want to explore. “Absolutely. You just gotta take your time and go nice and slow, but once everyone’s moving together? Fucking amazing.”

Georgia clutches her hand to her chest. “One sec, and I'll get the door for you.” She pushes her chair back and gets up, leaving her book just behind the window. The spine is well worn, making me wonder how many times she's read it.

I glance back at Paige. A man can dream, can't he?

There's a click in the door behind the ticket booth and the lady pulls it open. “Quickly,” she hisses, now fully on board as a co-conspirator. “Before someone sees.”

I smile as I slip by. “Thank you. You're doing us a huge favor.”

“There's a post-it on the screen with the username and password.” She looks at us, then at the book on the counter. “Please, please, don't mess anything up. I'm risking my job here.She puts her hand on Paige’s arm, stopping her for a second. “You’re a very lucky woman. They’re…wow. You know?”

“Yep,” Paige squeaks, not making eye contact.

As soon as we’re all in the back office, Poe throws himself over the computer, tapping in the username and password without even looking at the fucking keyboard.

“She pinched my ass!” Savage snarls. “What the fuck?”

With a grin, I stretch out my arms, cracking my knuckles. “It worked, didn’t it?”

“Yeah, but did you have to make her think I’m a total freak?” Paige asks. “Couldn’t you have told her that the three of you were getting busy down there?” She tries to smack my arm, but I block it, capturing her wrist in my fist. She tries with the other hand and I trap that too.

“And you were what? Watching? Ease up. We needed to get in here and we did. I’m sure you’d never do anything that disgusting and we’re not your types, so relax.”

“That’s not what I meant!” She blushes. “I mean, right. Of course.”

All three of us watch her curiously, but she presses her lips into a tight line, refusing to elaborate.

“When were you last here?” Poe asks.

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