Page 40 of Dare You to Catch Me
“Yes, Sir”.
“I didn't get a chance to thank you for that amazing dinner you prepared, you are very talented Cassie, thank you.” I speak up before my chance is gone.
“It was my pleasure. I hope to see you again soon.”
“Alright let's go.” The boat has not even gotten to the dock fully, but Ace tugs me to the side of the boat, his words firm and deep. “We never dock, Baby Girl. Duke will get the boat close to the dock, and we will jump off then he will pull away immediately.”
“Okay.” I laugh; all this jumping out of shit with him, it makes me feel like that's his thing.
I watch as the back of the boat gets closer to the dock as Duke backs it in, Ace takes my hand. “Let's go.” We step on the side of the boat, then jump on the dock, Ace practically throwing me on the dock. Our feet land on the dock, and Ace looks over at me as I say. “I'm so glad I didn't wear heels.”
He laughs, before we both stand to our full heights, then Ace places his hand to the small of my back, and leads me down the dock, to the waiting car, in hurried steps. My eyes scan around my surroundings, not really much here, not the city like our boat docks. My eyes fall on the car waiting for us and Ace's voice comes out in hushed words. “Keep your head down Baby Girl.” My chin presses to my chest, keeping my head low, but my eyes are up, still scanning.
We walk past the building and quickly slide down into the car and as soon as the door is closed, the car peels away. Ace pulls his vibrating phone from his pocket before he answers it. “Yes, Papa.”
Oh, so it's Ryan, I wonder if he knows what we are up to, I am sure he fucking does. I listen but nothing abnormal. Ace seems calm so hopefully there isn't a bomb about to go off somewhere.
Ace ends his call, but doesn't put his phone away, his large fingers sliding and typing across his screen, which causes me to roll my eyes and look out the window. It's a little annoying, I've been running the companies basically, and that all has been taken too, and watching him just work, control; gets under my skin, that feeling of being caged rising in me. But I make myself ignore it and think about what is important right now.
I run the memories, the imprints of my safehouse in my brain, remembering every little fine detail, my secret spot that holds theMedallion, memorizing it, in case I'm panicked when I get to it.
Watching the lights go by in a blur, my eyes feeling heavy, I lean my head against the window, and my eyes close shut.
ACE
I look over and notice Emma has fallen asleep. A smile tugging at the corner of my lip, before I go back to my texts from Caz about the South Casino fire.
It's a fucking mess, the feds are involved, which, rightfully they should be. We're a fucking casino and hotel. But they want our video surveillance. I don't want them interfering and getting any leads on Charles and fucking this up, so Caz is trying to stall, but they are getting impatient. Which means, we've got to hurry the fuck up and get our hands on Charles before they do.
The car pulls onto the air strip and when my eyes look up and see my father standing there my teeth instantly clench together. This fucker better not think about fucking this up and dropping the bomb on her that he has.Or maybe he should? Maybe it will be what drives her?
I look over at Emma and see she is still sleeping as the car comes to a stop so I quietly get out and shut the door so she doesn't wake before I turn and shoot daggers at my father. “What are you doing here?”
“I'm going with you.”
“I know your dirty little secret, Papa. I figured it out.”
“Smart man, but you need to hear the story that falls behind it before you go acting like a fucking mad man on me.”
“Now is not the time for this.” I growl.
“It's the perfect time, she can't run.” He laughs.
“Papa, you're cornering a cobra. She is already on the verge of striking out.”
“Good, it'll fuel her fire. You are about to take her somewhere she may have to potentially fight, you need her mad, not happy, and the look on your face and your words.” My father shakes his head. “Your dick’s been hard too long. Get your fucking head together. I know what the fuck I'm doing here.”
I cock a brow, but then I nod with my teeth grinding in my mouth and my eyes, saying fuck you all at the same time as they bore into my fathers, before my words hiss from my tongue. “I'm warning you, don't test me when it comes to her.” I turn and walk away from my father to get Emma from the car. I’m fucking furious with the bomb that he is about to drop on her.
I just got her to open up to me, we are doing this together, like she wants, and I'm comfortable with it, in my own fucking way, but this, may really tip her over the edge.
EMMA
My eyes flutter open to the sound of Ace's voice, noticing we have arrived, my eyes meet his. “Come on, Baby Girl, let's get on the plane.” He holds his hand out for me and I place my hand in his, before his fingers clasp around my hand and I slide over the seat and step out of the car.
I look up and notice Ryan standing there, causing me to look at Ace. “What is Ryan doing here?”
Ace shakes his head and I catch that jaw tick, knowing he isn't happy about this, which puts me on edge as Ace leads me to the plane.
