“Are you coming over so we can decide how to handle this?”
I glance at the shut door. “Yes. Just give me a few minutes to wrap things up at the club.”
Ending the call, I head back into the room.
Samantha gets up and walks to the bed, where she grabs her handbag. “I didn’t realize it was so late. I’m going to be dead at work tomorrow.”
I check the time on my phone and see it’s almost midnight. “I should’ve kept track of time. Sorry.”
She takes a step closer to me, and gives me a grateful smile. “Thank you for tonight.”
When she heads to the door, I ask, “How are you getting home?”
“The subway.”
I shake my head. “I’ll arrange for one of the women to take you home.” Before I can stop myself, I add, “Or I can take you. I’m also leaving, so it won’t be out of my way.”
She stares at me for a moment, then nods. “Okay. That would be great.”
“A woman or me?” I ask to make sure.
The corner of her mouth lifts. “You.”
There’s an intense sensation in my chest, and it feels like I beat one of her demons.
Shit, I’m pretty sure Samantha knows I drive a G-Wagon. I’ll have to take Brian’s car and tell Milo and Lorenzo to follow us at a safe distance.
“I’m just grabbing my car keys, then we can leave,” I say as we step out into the hallway.
“Should I wait here?” she asks.
“Yes. I won’t be long.”
Hurrying toward the security room, my thoughts are torn between Samantha and the ambush on one of my trucks.
When I’m out of earshot of Samantha, I quickly call Milo.
“Yes, boss?”
“I’m using Brian’s car to take Miss Blakely home. Follow behind us and make sure she doesn’t see you.”
“Got it.”
“Be careful, Milo. One of the trucks was ambushed tonight.”
“Fuck,” my guard mutters. “I’ll notify the rest of the men.”
“After dropping off Samantha, we’re heading to Renzo’s place,” I inform him before ending the call.
Chapter 13
Samantha
When I climb into the passenger seat of the BMW, I feel a little apprehensive.
I’m taking a huge risk by getting into a car with a man I barely know.
Barely…ha! I don’t even know his freaking name.