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cheeks puffed up, his anger apparent. “Fuck you, Fontenot. Give me the goddamn money, but I hope you realize this ain’t over.”
Isaiah reached for the brown bag that Jake had brought with him. He then tossed it over to Harold.
When everyone’s eyes were on the bag in the air, Hayden slipped into the room, his movements not noticed until it was too late. With Hayden’s gun now pointed at Harold’s head, Isaiah instructed Harold’s men to untie Jordan.
“It’s all over, kids. Toss your guns on the floor or Mr. Wellington won’t hesitate to off your boss.”
Isaiah spared Harold a glance.
“Do it,” Harold ordered.
“Smart move,” he told Harold, then turned his attention back to the man closest to Jordan. “Let him go and you can have your boss back. Don’t make this any harder than it has to be.”
Harold snarled at Isaiah but instructed his men to release Jordan.
Minutes later, Harold and his guys were on their way out of the room, their guns still on the floor, while Cassidy and Jordan reunited.
It was then that Isaiah breathed a sigh of relief.
Right before he began pondering the questions he’d had earlier.
Not that he knew how to answer them, but he figured he was running out of time, so he had to do something quick, before Cassidy Owens simply waltzed right out of his life as fast as she’d waltzed in.
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Cassidy had managed to keep it together after Isaiah had diffused the situation, during their uneventful trip back to Devil’s Playground, and even long enough for some man who claimed he was a doctor to check Jordan out in Isaiah’s office.
But that didn’t last long when Isaiah confronted her while her brother was talking on the phone with Max and Courtney Adorite.
“You okay?” Isaiah asked, his voice soft, soothing, as though he was truly concerned about her well-being.
He placed his finger beneath her chin and tilted her head back, forcing her to look at him. That was when Cassidy lost it.
Throwing her arms around Isaiah’s waist, she held on to him, every ounce of the fear she’d had when they’d found her brother tied to a chair and beaten rushing out of her in a flood of tears.
“Hey,” Isaiah crooned against her ear. “Everything’s fine now.”
“I know,” she sobbed.
But she didn’t know.
Sure, Jordan was alive, and his debt with that man had been settled, but there was still the fact that someone had paid off his debt, which meant he wasn’t out of the hot seat. And it also left Cassidy wondering where she and Isaiah stood. Now that she was safe, would he simply walk away?
Did she want more from him?
Did it even matter?
It took a minute for her to master her resolve, but Cassidy finally reined in the tears, forcing herself to get a firm grip on her emotions.
Isaiah pulled back and looked down at her. Wiping her face with the heels of her hands, Cassidy hoped she didn’t look as bad as she felt.
“The club’s going to open in a few minutes. I need to get out there.”
“Is it safe for me to go home?” she asked.
Isaiah didn’t respond immediately, making her wonder what he was thinking about.
“Not yet,” he finally said. “There’re a couple of loose ends that Jake and Hayden are taking care of now. You can stay with me tonight?”
The last sentence was posed as a question, and Cassidy clung to the hope that had filled her chest earlier that day when they’d made love in his bed. Nodding her agreement, she tried to take a step back.
“Until then, I want you to come to work with me tonight. Will you do that?”
That question surprised her. “I don’t have anything to wear.”
“If we go right now, you can pick something out at the boutique.”
Cassidy couldn’t find any reason to argue with him. She wanted to spend more time with him, especially if they would be going their separate ways soon. For a woman who was known for her level-headedness, she knew her reaction to Isaiah was anything but. However, she had a valid
Isaiah reached for the brown bag that Jake had brought with him. He then tossed it over to Harold.
When everyone’s eyes were on the bag in the air, Hayden slipped into the room, his movements not noticed until it was too late. With Hayden’s gun now pointed at Harold’s head, Isaiah instructed Harold’s men to untie Jordan.
“It’s all over, kids. Toss your guns on the floor or Mr. Wellington won’t hesitate to off your boss.”
Isaiah spared Harold a glance.
“Do it,” Harold ordered.
“Smart move,” he told Harold, then turned his attention back to the man closest to Jordan. “Let him go and you can have your boss back. Don’t make this any harder than it has to be.”
Harold snarled at Isaiah but instructed his men to release Jordan.
Minutes later, Harold and his guys were on their way out of the room, their guns still on the floor, while Cassidy and Jordan reunited.
It was then that Isaiah breathed a sigh of relief.
Right before he began pondering the questions he’d had earlier.
Not that he knew how to answer them, but he figured he was running out of time, so he had to do something quick, before Cassidy Owens simply waltzed right out of his life as fast as she’d waltzed in.
16
Cassidy had managed to keep it together after Isaiah had diffused the situation, during their uneventful trip back to Devil’s Playground, and even long enough for some man who claimed he was a doctor to check Jordan out in Isaiah’s office.
But that didn’t last long when Isaiah confronted her while her brother was talking on the phone with Max and Courtney Adorite.
“You okay?” Isaiah asked, his voice soft, soothing, as though he was truly concerned about her well-being.
He placed his finger beneath her chin and tilted her head back, forcing her to look at him. That was when Cassidy lost it.
Throwing her arms around Isaiah’s waist, she held on to him, every ounce of the fear she’d had when they’d found her brother tied to a chair and beaten rushing out of her in a flood of tears.
“Hey,” Isaiah crooned against her ear. “Everything’s fine now.”
“I know,” she sobbed.
But she didn’t know.
Sure, Jordan was alive, and his debt with that man had been settled, but there was still the fact that someone had paid off his debt, which meant he wasn’t out of the hot seat. And it also left Cassidy wondering where she and Isaiah stood. Now that she was safe, would he simply walk away?
Did she want more from him?
Did it even matter?
It took a minute for her to master her resolve, but Cassidy finally reined in the tears, forcing herself to get a firm grip on her emotions.
Isaiah pulled back and looked down at her. Wiping her face with the heels of her hands, Cassidy hoped she didn’t look as bad as she felt.
“The club’s going to open in a few minutes. I need to get out there.”
“Is it safe for me to go home?” she asked.
Isaiah didn’t respond immediately, making her wonder what he was thinking about.
“Not yet,” he finally said. “There’re a couple of loose ends that Jake and Hayden are taking care of now. You can stay with me tonight?”
The last sentence was posed as a question, and Cassidy clung to the hope that had filled her chest earlier that day when they’d made love in his bed. Nodding her agreement, she tried to take a step back.
“Until then, I want you to come to work with me tonight. Will you do that?”
That question surprised her. “I don’t have anything to wear.”
“If we go right now, you can pick something out at the boutique.”
Cassidy couldn’t find any reason to argue with him. She wanted to spend more time with him, especially if they would be going their separate ways soon. For a woman who was known for her level-headedness, she knew her reaction to Isaiah was anything but. However, she had a valid
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