Page 17 of Reclaimed (Hostage Rescue Team)

Trevor’s eyes widened too and then he quickly backed out of view.

“Oh my God!” she cried. Adam was glaring at Trevor now, saying something over his shoulder, but she was too busy burning with embarrassment to give a shit what it was. “Oh myGod!”

Mortified, she scrambled off her bed, well out of camera range, and cowered there in a heap on the woven rug next to the bed. “Adam!” she shrieked in accusation.

A strangled laugh answered. Adam’s. Then Trevor’s distinctive Tennessee twang came. “Hell, sorry about that. Might wanna put a sock on the door or something next time you guys wanna get your freak on.” A door closed somewhere in the background.

Summer closed her eyes. This was horrifying.

“He’s gone now,” Adam said with a chuckle.

“It’s not funny!”

“Come on, it was a little funny.”

Outraged, she reached for the first thing she could find on the bed—her bra—and flung it at the laptop screen. It hit with a splat and fell to the keyboard.

Adam’s laughter rang in her ears as she sat huddled there, mortified. How the hell was she supposed to show up at the homecoming now and face Trevor? He was a total perv and would absolutely make a comment about how he barely recognized her with her shirt on.

Getting mad all over again, she picked the bra back up and threw it at the laptop screen a second time. “Why the hell didn’t you warn me that he walked in?” she demanded, still huddled out of range.

“Because I was too busy drooling at the show you were putting on. I didn’t even hear him.”

Whatever. The man woke from a dead sleep if someone dropped a pin in the room. There was no way he’d been so distracted that he hadn’t heard Trevor open the door. “I’m so embarrassed,” she moaned.

“Don’t be. Biggest thrill he’s gotten since we’ve been over here, trust me. Maybe even before that.” A pause. “Come on, come back up so I can see you.”

She glared at the computer, even though Adam couldn’t see her. “No.”

Another chuckle. “Summer. Get back up here. We’re alone.”

Shielding her bare breasts with her hands, she got to her knees and craned her neck to poke her head around and check. Adam was there, grinning at her like an idiot. She shot him a glower, put her bra and shirt back on before climbing back up on the bed.

Adam gave her a pout and opened his mouth to protest.

“Nuh-uh, don’t even,” she told him. So much for her sex-kitten routine. “God, I’m never going to be able to look him in the eye after this.”

“I wouldn’t worry about that. I can pretty much guarantee he won’t be looking at your eyes after this.”

Summer groaned and crossed her arms over her chest while Adam’s deep chuckle sounded in her ears. It was a good thing she loved him more than life itself.

Chapter Six

Present Day

Exhaustion clouded her brain like a fog.

Huddled in the back of her cell, Summer scrunched her knees tighter to her body in a futile effort to retain warmth. Her weary muscles shuddered with each shiver, her teeth chattering from the cold, and her hands and feet had long since gone numb.

She had no idea how much time had passed since they’d dumped her in here but it must have been hours. Her entire body was stiff, she was hungry, and she had to pee.

But at least she was still alive and unharmed. Mostly.

She was starting to wonder if she’d be forced to just relieve herself there in the dirt, through her clothes, when muted male voices reached her. Concern over her full bladder disappeared instantly, overridden by her body’s automatic fight-or-flight response. Her pulse sped up and her mouth went dry.

Whoever it was, the men continued across the space in front of her, some distance away. A moment later their voices became muffled, as though they’d stepped behind some kind of divider. Soon after, another male voice added to the mix. She couldn’t hear any of them well enough to overhear what was being said.

Sometime later, just as she was beginning to doze off, a pained cry rang out. She tensed and held her breath, straining to hear, to figure out what was happening. Had to be Jim. Were they hurting him? What were they doing?

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