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dance started with her brother, Drew. Through the whole song, every male member of the Wellington family cut in and took a turn dancing with her. These Wellington’s sure know how to cut you to the quick. I don’t think there’s a dry eye in the house. The dance ends, and I just can’t take it anymore. I get up from my table and walk with determination to the head table. This shit ends right now. I get to the table and she nervously plays with her fingers in her lap, but doesn’t look up at me. I tap my fingers on the table and still no response.
    “Can I talk to you for few minutes?” I ask politely in a soft voice. Still I don’t get a response from her. I can tell this is going to be harder than I thought. But that’s alright. I deserve it.
    “Can I please just talk to you outside?” I ask again a little louder. She glances up from her lap, and looks around the room, everywhere but at me. I can see her brain trying to calculate an escape. Some of the guests are now starting to look at us, wondering what’s going on. The music stops completely and now all eyes are on us. Shit, that’s not good.
    “You’re making a scene. All I’m asking is for you to step outside and talk to me,” I say getting impatient. I’m starting to break out in a sweat again. Between all the unwanted attention, and Chloe ignoring me, I’m suddenly very uncomfortable. I stare in her eyes just looking for some sort of emotion, something to tell me she’s still alive in there. She takes her napkin out of her lap and tosses it in front of her, gets up and heads toward the bar without even looking at me. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!
    “You’re seriously going to walk away from me?” I say, walking behind her. Oh that’s it. It’s time for some serious actions now. I walk in front of her and stop. She tries to step around me but I step in front of her again.
    “Alright, we can play your little game, if that’s the way you want it,” I say with a smirk. Before I can think better of it I bend over, plant my shoulder in her stomach, and lift her over my shoulder. She kicks and screams and pounds her little fists on my back as I walk out of the stable.
    “You wanted to play the hard way, you left me no choice. You will talk to me whether you like it or not,” I tell her.
    As soon as we’re out the door, I swat her in the ass and say, “Knock it off and I’ll put you down.”
    “Let me down or I’ll scream bloody murder,” she shouts.
    “Only if you’re a good girl and hear me out,” I reply.
    “Alright, just put me down.”
    The second I put her down, she smacks me across the face and starts to run away. In two long strides, I grab her around the waist with ease, lift her off the ground and pull her into my body with a thud.
    “NO! Let me go, you can’t do this,” she screams while digging her nails into my arms. She rakes them up my forearms while she wiggles and fights in my arms. Fuck that hurt. I carry her to my truck, throw open the passenger side door and sit her ass in the seat. She thrashes around in the seat and kicks the dash with her feet. I hold her in then slam the door closed. I make my way around to the driver’s seat watching her through the windshield the whole way. She quickly darts to the driver’s side and locks the door. Funny girl, like that’s going to stop me. I reach in my pocket, pull out the key fob, dangle it with a smirk and hit the unlock button. Instantly she locks the door again. Well, I can stand here all day and play this game if she wants.
    I unlock the door again, this time with a sigh, she gives in. As I get in the truck, she tries to escape out the passenger door. I quickly lock the doors and start up the truck and speed away. Dirt and gravel go flying in the air as I speed down the driveway to the main road.
    “Buckle up,” I say.
    “You’re kidnapping me? Like seriously, you’re kidnapping a person who’s already been kidnapped once in her life? Are you out of