Page 15 of Shadow
“Oookay. So, are we going to keep this dude tied up, or can we take him to your playhouse. Cause you said there would be more and no offense, but I don’t want to be here when they come.”
I have to suppress my chuckle because Teagan is feisty as all get out. And even though I know she’s not trying, she’s funny as fuck.
“First of all, it’sclubhouse, not playhouse. Second, I can’t just stroll outta your apartment carrying a tied up man over my shoulder. It’s broad daylight.”
“Right, daylight. Shit… so we can’t move him. What about tying him up and leaving until it gets dark? Then we can come back under the cover of darkness and move him.”
I raise my eyebrow in surprise because Teagan has a sound plan, especially for a novice.Maybe she’s not as naive as I first suspected.
“That’s a pretty good plan, doll.” Teagan proudly smiles, and I hate to burst her bubble, but… “I can’t leave him here because his gang might come looking for him. If nobody is here, then our only lead gets away.”
“Dang it! I thought that would work. Sorry.” She looks so disappointed that I want to take her in my arms and comfort her.
I resist because this is only temporary, and no matter how much I’m feeling her, Teagan is not the woman for me.
“No need for apologies, doll. My brothers are making sure we don’t get any more unexpected company. And when they come back, we’ll be taking our friend with us, and we won’t be waiting for thecover of darkness.” I smirk when she dips her head in embarrassment.
I swear she’s so fucking cute it makes my dick hard.
“Okay, so what do I need to do to help?” Teagan asks.
“You’re going to run interference for any nosey neighbors you might have. Because today is moving day, doll.”
The brothers come through with a big refrigerator box to transport our captive. He’s still out cold, so Bounty had to take his pulse to make sure the fucker didn’t die on us. He was alive, so we made sure he was gagged and tied tight when we slipped him into the box.
Teagan was nervous as she pulled her suitcase behind her with a big duffle bag draped over her shoulder. A few of the other brothers came and carried out a few random boxes to make anyone who may have been watching believe Teagan was moving.
I was surprised when the brothers reported back that there weren’t any more Oeste’s hanging around. They’re a gang for a reason, so traveling alone is unusual. Especially coming from L.A. to Vegas. This is Los Muertes territory. And although we don’t fuck with the Los Muertes, and they don’t fuck with us, I know for sure they’d be pissed to know some Oeste’s was here.
I can’t assume why the intruder was here. He may have come to kill Teagan or maybe kidnap her, but he had the necessary items to do either.
We’re almost to the moving truck when, as I suspected, a nosey neighbor comes asking questions. The lady with a little rat dog is watching our every move with a keen eye. I see Teagan is getting agitated, but she takes a deep breath and strolls over to the lady.
“Hi, Mrs. Craig. How are you today?” Teagan smiles, and I can see it’s fake from a mile away, but the lady waves and teeters closer.
“Hello, dear. Are you moving already?” The woman peers around, trying to get a better look inside the big moving truck we’re loading.
“Oh, no, of course not. I finally got that job dancing, so I wanted to clear out space for me to rehearse. Trey’s friends are helping me as a favor.” I want to scoff at her for calling us that asshole’s friends, but the old woman finally stops watching us, and her face softens.
Of course, the old bitty would like a slimy motherfucker like Everett while simultaneously looking down her pointed nose at us.
“Well, isn’t he just darling for helping you. He’s such a gentleman. You should lock him down while you still have a chance.” Mrs. Craig is officially on my bad side with that fucked up statement.
“Sure. Well, I have to get going. Nice chatting with you.” Teagan waves, and Mrs. Craig smiles as she takes her little rat dog and carries on minding other people’s business.
I’m impressed at how quickly Teagan came up with the cover story, even if it had us being friends with Everett. She didn’t buckle under the nosey neighbor’s pressure, and she thought quick on her feet.
“Ima have to watch you,” I say as I assess the sexy goddess in front of me.
“Why do you say that?” Teagan ticks her head to the side and puts her hand on her hip.
“Because you’re a fast talker, doll. And slick tongues can get you in trouble.”
“I bet you know all about slick tongues… don’t you…Shane?”
I growl at the sound of my government slipping out of her mouth, and before I can stop myself, I have her pushed up against the truck with my hand in her hair.
“Don’t play with me, doll. You don’t know me like that,” I growl right in her face.