Page 70 of Vegas Daddies

“Oh my god.” She gasps, shaking hands closing over her mouth as she backtracks away from us.

“Alice.” I extend my hand to hook her back in, but she shakes her head. “Darling. Let’s go inside, and we’ll explain.”

“Who did you kill?”

“Alice,” Lifesaver presses. “You can trust us.”

“Did you kill someone?”

We can’t lie to the girl. We respect her too much.

“Brander?” Her eyes land on mine. Even in the dark, her emerald irises glisten.

“We did, and we didn’t have much choice, darling. They took you from us. We were terrified. It was the only way.”

“Killingisn’t the only way.”

Wait until she hears what Daddy dearest has to say.

“We couldn’t risk it, sweetness,” Match says. “We had no idea where you were, and your father was terrified. We’re outlaws. Youknowthat taking people’s lives is something we have to do from time to time, for the greater?—”

“I was safe.”

“With all due respect,” Lifesaver says, “you were swinging around a pole one strap away from being naked. That sound safe to you?”

Her eyes shoot to the ground. “They didn’t hurt me.” Her voice is tiny.

“No,” I say. “But they were fuckingsellingyou.”

“It wasn’t all bad.” Her eyes return to mine, glistening even more. “At least I got to keep the cash.” She collects it in her hands and fans it out like a deck of cards under Lifey’s nose. “Does the club president pay you this much?”

Silence.

“You’re welcome, by the way,” she continues, “for saving your asses. Did you know Pedro used to work as a cop, once upon a time?”

Fucking Pedro. He’s been the topic of conversation too much tonight.

I relax my shoulders and hazard a step closer to her.

No backtracking. That’s a good start.

“Listen, darling. We’re all married to you now. As your husbands, it’s our duty to save you. If that involves blood, casualties,death, then so be it. Your safety is our number one priority.”

She turns to Match and her eyes soften. “What happened?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“Itdoes.”

“Lifesaver will take care of it inside,” Match says. “Come. You should shower the events of today off you, and try to get some sleep.”

“Yes,” I add. “And we also need to speak to you about something.”

Lifey’s eyes cut straight through the darkness to me.Not now,I’m sure he’s thinking.

But if not now, then when?

“What about?”

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