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ground, his arms yanked back and
his hands cuffed before he was yanked to his feet and dragged back
towards the stairs while his wife stood there, shooting him an “I’m
sorry,” wince even as she continued to savor his cocoa.
Oh, she was so going to fucking pay for this
one.
Chapter 7
“ Open the goddamn door!” she yelled, pounding on
the door that was apparently going to keep them locked up for the
next two weeks until they were too swamped with work to even think
about taking a honeymoon to “keep her stubborn, unappreciative ass
safe,” according to her brothers and cousins.
“ No!” Johnny snapped back,
sounding pissed from the safety of the other side of the door,
apparently still holding a grudge against her for that last nipple
twist.
“ Yes!”
“ Not happening!” Bryce
added, backing their brother up and making her seriously regretting
her choice in trying to take Johnny down so that she could make her
escape.
She should have gone for the little bastard
that had laughed his ass off when he tossed her over his shoulder
and carried her upstairs and threw her in the bedroom with her
husband, who hadn’t said a word since this whole thing went down.
He also hadn’t stopped glaring at her either, but since she was the
only one making any attempt to get them out of this situation she
decided to ignore him.
“ I’m going to tell Dad!”
she threatened even though to be honest, she wasn’t exactly sure
where he stood on this issue.
According to the rest of the family, her
father had seriously fucked up by marrying her mother. Not that she
would or even could disagree since her mother had not only left
him, but had also abandoned her and her brothers for some loser,
left town and never looked back. He’d married their mother right
out of high school, worked his ass off, saved up, bought the ring,
proposed and gave her the church wedding and honeymoon that she
wanted.
All bad choices according to the rest of the
family, but her father had refused to listen to anyone and had
married the wrong woman. If she had truly been the one, he would
have been out of his fucking mind to have her and had married her
as soon as he realized that he couldn’t function another day
without her. He would have dragged her down to City Hall, terrified
the Justice of the Peace and then had every Bradford within a
hundred miles trying to talk him into waiting a year before he took
her on that honeymoon, but it hadn’t gone down that way.
“ Go ahead!” Johnny shot
back. “He’s the one that snuck up into your room when you came
downstairs and made sure that you and that sick bastard that you
married weren’t getting out of here until it was time.”
“ Johnny ,” she said, stressing every last syllable of his name and
letting him know that it was his ass that she was going to go for
first when she escaped even as she glared over her shoulder at the
boxes of supplies that someone, apparently her father, had stacked
in the corner for them.
He’d also apparently taken it upon himself
to attach metal bars to the outside of the patio doors that led to
the deck, making sure that they could get fresh air, but making it
impossible for them to escape. At least not that way and by the
sounds of the nail guns, grunts and high fives, they weren’t going
to be able to escape by pretending that she needed to use the
bathroom either.
“ Think of this as a much
needed two week vacation, little sister,” Bryce said, chuckling as
he punctuated his words with one last shot of a nail gun and then
nothing.
Absolute silence.
Closing her eyes in defeat,
she reached for the doorknob, already knowing what she would find
when she heard the click . So, when the doorknob easily
turned, she pulled the door open and sighed in disgust at what
waited for her.
A tunnel.
They’d built a goddamn tunnel leading from
their room to the bathroom with take down walls, walls that could
be quickly installed and set up to block office
his hands cuffed before he was yanked to his feet and dragged back
towards the stairs while his wife stood there, shooting him an “I’m
sorry,” wince even as she continued to savor his cocoa.
Oh, she was so going to fucking pay for this
one.
Chapter 7
“ Open the goddamn door!” she yelled, pounding on
the door that was apparently going to keep them locked up for the
next two weeks until they were too swamped with work to even think
about taking a honeymoon to “keep her stubborn, unappreciative ass
safe,” according to her brothers and cousins.
“ No!” Johnny snapped back,
sounding pissed from the safety of the other side of the door,
apparently still holding a grudge against her for that last nipple
twist.
“ Yes!”
“ Not happening!” Bryce
added, backing their brother up and making her seriously regretting
her choice in trying to take Johnny down so that she could make her
escape.
She should have gone for the little bastard
that had laughed his ass off when he tossed her over his shoulder
and carried her upstairs and threw her in the bedroom with her
husband, who hadn’t said a word since this whole thing went down.
He also hadn’t stopped glaring at her either, but since she was the
only one making any attempt to get them out of this situation she
decided to ignore him.
“ I’m going to tell Dad!”
she threatened even though to be honest, she wasn’t exactly sure
where he stood on this issue.
According to the rest of the family, her
father had seriously fucked up by marrying her mother. Not that she
would or even could disagree since her mother had not only left
him, but had also abandoned her and her brothers for some loser,
left town and never looked back. He’d married their mother right
out of high school, worked his ass off, saved up, bought the ring,
proposed and gave her the church wedding and honeymoon that she
wanted.
All bad choices according to the rest of the
family, but her father had refused to listen to anyone and had
married the wrong woman. If she had truly been the one, he would
have been out of his fucking mind to have her and had married her
as soon as he realized that he couldn’t function another day
without her. He would have dragged her down to City Hall, terrified
the Justice of the Peace and then had every Bradford within a
hundred miles trying to talk him into waiting a year before he took
her on that honeymoon, but it hadn’t gone down that way.
“ Go ahead!” Johnny shot
back. “He’s the one that snuck up into your room when you came
downstairs and made sure that you and that sick bastard that you
married weren’t getting out of here until it was time.”
“ Johnny ,” she said, stressing every last syllable of his name and
letting him know that it was his ass that she was going to go for
first when she escaped even as she glared over her shoulder at the
boxes of supplies that someone, apparently her father, had stacked
in the corner for them.
He’d also apparently taken it upon himself
to attach metal bars to the outside of the patio doors that led to
the deck, making sure that they could get fresh air, but making it
impossible for them to escape. At least not that way and by the
sounds of the nail guns, grunts and high fives, they weren’t going
to be able to escape by pretending that she needed to use the
bathroom either.
“ Think of this as a much
needed two week vacation, little sister,” Bryce said, chuckling as
he punctuated his words with one last shot of a nail gun and then
nothing.
Absolute silence.
Closing her eyes in defeat,
she reached for the doorknob, already knowing what she would find
when she heard the click . So, when the doorknob easily
turned, she pulled the door open and sighed in disgust at what
waited for her.
A tunnel.
They’d built a goddamn tunnel leading from
their room to the bathroom with take down walls, walls that could
be quickly installed and set up to block office
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