Page 247 of Rock Chick Rescue

“When?”

I figured Eddie was pretty good in an interrogation room.

“Eddie—”

“I’ll be there in ten.”

No.

No, no, no.

“I’m leaving in a few minutes,” I lied. I didn’t intend to leave. I had the bonus points all tied up in that game and I was cruising to a win (or at least one of the top three). I only had a full house and a chance left, and Tod said full houses were easy to get.

“You’re not there when I get there, I’ll find you and it won’t be good when I do,” he warned.

Dear Lord.

“Eddie—” I tried again but he’d disconnected.

Eddie showed up and luckily he was forced into the celebration by the very fact that it was a celebration. He gave Indy a hug and Lee a man-hug (one-armed, hearty slap on the back that would probably leave a bruise, all the while shaking hands).

Then his eyes locked on me.

They were glittery.

Not good.

I was back to being wedged between Vance and Hank. Hank slid his seat away from me, Lee found a chair and Eddie flipped it into a super-wedge in the space Hank left. He sat beside me,closebeside me. His hand curled around my neck and he pulled me to him. His lips hit my cheek and moved to my ear.

“Don’t even think about it,” he stated.

My stomach clutched and I was pretty sure I was having heart palpitations.

“Yahtzee!” Stevie shouted and I jumped.

Eddie let me go and sat in the next game, drinking from my bottle of wine.

I kind of wanted to ask for another one. I was thinking drunk was definitely the way to go.

Once the game was over, Daisy got up and declared, “Marcus’ll be wonderin’ where I am.”

She said her good-byes with hugs and air kisses and left.

Tod and Stevie followed her and Bobby and Matt went home to their girlfriends (this was a surprise, I didn’t know they had girlfriends).

Vance took a call that changed the expression on his face. He sent a meaningful glance to Lee and left.

“Let’s play strip poker,” Ally suggested when the door closed behind Vance.

“That’d be a good idea. Jet’s a shit poker player,” Hank replied.

Dear Lord, save me.

“But I’m not playin’ strip poker with my sister,” Hank finished.

Thank you God for one small favor.

“Time to go home,” Eddie announced, pushing his chair back to get up.

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