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down at the eager man seated on the
sofa, his relief apparent. The brothers again made eye contact and shook their
heads.
“No?” Jake asked
with a smile.
“Nah,” Josh
replied. “Where's the fun in that?”
“True, very true,
little brother. I've never seen a man's dick ripped out from its roots. That
would indeed be something to tell the guys back home about. Okay, you win. He’ll
just have to hold it.” Jake winked at his younger brother.
~~~~~~~~~~
Jason and Aviva
returned to the living area to find only the brothers present. Aviva wasn't
sure she wanted to know what had happened to the two men and decided not to
ask. Watching her, always watching her, Jason knew what was running through her
mind. He wanted to assure her they were unharmed, well, almost. The fools were
lucky he hadn’t broken them in half and the next person that got in his way may
not be so lucky.
Running around
his mind was also the fact that when these men came up missing, the people they
were going after would be on their guard. There was no question of whether he
was going after them, that was a given. His only uncertainty was whether his
brothers would be willing to do whatever was needed in order to come out alive.
“Don't worry,
Angel. Josh just placed them in one of the bedrooms. Someone will come and let
them out later on.”
“Oh, he placed
them in the room, did he?” Aviva mocked.
“Sure I placed
them in the room. Come on, sweetheart, you know me. Now if it had been one of
them,” Josh said, looking between his brothers, “who could say how gently they’d
have been treated.”
Aviva rolled her
eyes, not bothering to answer. Josh may have more of a sense of the ridiculous,
but when it came to the crux of a situation, they were all the same. It just
manifested itself differently with him.
Having had enough
of the conversation, Jason handed a few of the bags containing Aviva's clothing
to Jake, and asked him if everything was ready for their move. At his nod of
agreement, Jason placed his hand in the middle of Aviva's back to guide her
forward. She immediately recoiled from his touch, her actions not lost on the
other occupants of the room. Ignoring their stares of concern, Jason nodded
towards the door that would lead them from the hotel suite.
“Shall we?”
She had hurt
him...again. She didn't mean to, she just couldn't help it.
Chapter
7
Aviva wasn't
paying much attention to the direction in which they were driving. Jake was at
the wheel with Josh beside him. She and Jason sat in the back, not touching,
not speaking. She knew he needed answers to what had happened to her, and she
knew she would have to give them very soon.
Also aware that her
physical withdrawal was hurting him but it wasn’t deliberate on her part. His
gruff exterior was never directed at her. She alone was privy to the man
beneath the shell of protectiveness he had erected years ago. The man who liked
to hold hands, the man who smiled and made the most outrageous jokes when they
were alone. The man who loved to cuddle after making mind blowing love to her.
The man that no matter how much he had exerted himself, how much of himself he
had given, always wanted to give her more.
Often times,
Aviva thought he was...no, she knew he was attempting to show her that he was
worthy of her love, her acceptance. He may not be aware of it, but he was still
coming to terms with what had happened to him during his childhood.
He was a strong
man, a powerful man. Strong, powerful men coped with what had been allotted to
them, and this was a perfect description of her man. More than anything, Aviva
wanted to reach out her hand and grasp his, to feel his strength to assure
herself that he was beside her, but she couldn't.
As Aviva mused,
she became aware that the car they travelled in was slowing down. Curious, she
started paying attention. They probably drove another hundred yards before the
headlights of the car panned over the front of a house so quickly
sofa, his relief apparent. The brothers again made eye contact and shook their
heads.
“No?” Jake asked
with a smile.
“Nah,” Josh
replied. “Where's the fun in that?”
“True, very true,
little brother. I've never seen a man's dick ripped out from its roots. That
would indeed be something to tell the guys back home about. Okay, you win. He’ll
just have to hold it.” Jake winked at his younger brother.
~~~~~~~~~~
Jason and Aviva
returned to the living area to find only the brothers present. Aviva wasn't
sure she wanted to know what had happened to the two men and decided not to
ask. Watching her, always watching her, Jason knew what was running through her
mind. He wanted to assure her they were unharmed, well, almost. The fools were
lucky he hadn’t broken them in half and the next person that got in his way may
not be so lucky.
Running around
his mind was also the fact that when these men came up missing, the people they
were going after would be on their guard. There was no question of whether he
was going after them, that was a given. His only uncertainty was whether his
brothers would be willing to do whatever was needed in order to come out alive.
“Don't worry,
Angel. Josh just placed them in one of the bedrooms. Someone will come and let
them out later on.”
“Oh, he placed
them in the room, did he?” Aviva mocked.
“Sure I placed
them in the room. Come on, sweetheart, you know me. Now if it had been one of
them,” Josh said, looking between his brothers, “who could say how gently they’d
have been treated.”
Aviva rolled her
eyes, not bothering to answer. Josh may have more of a sense of the ridiculous,
but when it came to the crux of a situation, they were all the same. It just
manifested itself differently with him.
Having had enough
of the conversation, Jason handed a few of the bags containing Aviva's clothing
to Jake, and asked him if everything was ready for their move. At his nod of
agreement, Jason placed his hand in the middle of Aviva's back to guide her
forward. She immediately recoiled from his touch, her actions not lost on the
other occupants of the room. Ignoring their stares of concern, Jason nodded
towards the door that would lead them from the hotel suite.
“Shall we?”
She had hurt
him...again. She didn't mean to, she just couldn't help it.
Chapter
7
Aviva wasn't
paying much attention to the direction in which they were driving. Jake was at
the wheel with Josh beside him. She and Jason sat in the back, not touching,
not speaking. She knew he needed answers to what had happened to her, and she
knew she would have to give them very soon.
Also aware that her
physical withdrawal was hurting him but it wasn’t deliberate on her part. His
gruff exterior was never directed at her. She alone was privy to the man
beneath the shell of protectiveness he had erected years ago. The man who liked
to hold hands, the man who smiled and made the most outrageous jokes when they
were alone. The man who loved to cuddle after making mind blowing love to her.
The man that no matter how much he had exerted himself, how much of himself he
had given, always wanted to give her more.
Often times,
Aviva thought he was...no, she knew he was attempting to show her that he was
worthy of her love, her acceptance. He may not be aware of it, but he was still
coming to terms with what had happened to him during his childhood.
He was a strong
man, a powerful man. Strong, powerful men coped with what had been allotted to
them, and this was a perfect description of her man. More than anything, Aviva
wanted to reach out her hand and grasp his, to feel his strength to assure
herself that he was beside her, but she couldn't.
As Aviva mused,
she became aware that the car they travelled in was slowing down. Curious, she
started paying attention. They probably drove another hundred yards before the
headlights of the car panned over the front of a house so quickly
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