Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 104252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
I go to shove him, but Cam comes out of nowhere and grabs the guy by the shoulder before he knocks him out. The guy falls to the ground, looking stiff.
Then all hell breaks loose. The other three guys try to jump Cam, but Cam keeps swinging. He’s doing just fine on his own, but where I’m from, you don’t stand there and watch your friend get jumped.
I tap one of the guys on the shoulder and when he turns to swing on me, I duck and come up with a two-piece.
My hits land with precision. A jab to his face and then an uppercut to his jaw. He doesn’t drop right away, being a bigger dude, so I go for another combo.
However, before I can land my attack, he pops me with a good one in the face. I could have ducked it, but I was already in motion to throw a punch and stupidly left my face open. I can feel it throbbing, but I ignore it and get to work on his ass.
Two to the body as I duck low, then I come up for another uppercut. This time, he folds like a bag of potato chips. I don’t take time to admire my work as the other two are still trying to attack Cam.
However, as I go to help, Cam lays one guy out and puts the other in a naked choke hold. Once he drops the guy to the floor after he puts him to sleep, he rushes to pull me into his arms.
“Are you all right? What happened?”
“I came out of the bathroom and they were in here. I thought maybe you knew them and had invited more friends to join us, but then something didn’t seem right. You came out as they locked the door and were about to try something,” I say.
“Fuck, I’m sorry. Let me call security and get someone in here.”
Cameron rushes to unlock the door and steps halfway out the door to call for help. Tell me why I’m not surprised when I end up in cuffs along with the guys who tried to attack me.
Cam is fuming as he tries to tell them I’m his guest. No one will listen to him, and soon he’s in cuffs too. Damn, this guy has a temper.
I probably could have de-escalated the situation without his help if he wasn’t losing his shit. Instead, I learned that you don’t mess with what’s Cam’s. Tonight, I belonged to Cam—as he made so very clear.
Yay, Merry Christmas, everyone.
CHAPTER 18
My Daddy
Cameron
This is un-fucking-believable. Those assholes broke into our box and ruined our night. How the fuck did Maribel and I end up in cuffs?
I had no choice but to call my daddy to get us out of this mess. He said he’d be on a plane or helicopter or whatever would get him here fastest to get us out of here. I’m pissed because he should be with Caleb, not coming to rescue me.
He didn’t sound happy about this, but he wasn’t about to let them cart me and Maribel off to jail. That’s what they were trying to do at first. This is all bullshit.
Everything was fine until one of the security guards started acting like an asshole while questioning Maribel. I saw this shit coming and I exploded without thinking. Sometimes I believe having Cal around is a good thing for me. I think first when he’s with me.
“Cameron, what the heck is going on?” Daddy growls as he storms into the room they’ve been holding us in.
I stand with my hands still behind my back. Maribel is sitting with an ice pack against her cheek, but her hands are still cuffed as well. The only reason she has the ice pack is because I threatened to sue once this was all straightened out.
“We did nothing wrong. Those guys crashed our box and then tried to attack my friend. It was self-defense. I mean, look at her fucking face. They locked the door and had planned to assault her, not knowing I was on the other side of the restroom door,” I say.
Daddy looks to Maribel with his mouth hanging open. When he gets a look at her holding the ice pack to her face, rage fills his eyes. He moves closer and holds out his hand.
“I’m Cam’s daddy. Kyle Perry. Nice to meet you, darlin’. You mind if I take a look?”
She drops her hands to shake his as best she can with the cuffs on. Daddy hisses when her face comes into view. Her cheek has a huge bruise on it.
“The other guy looks much worse. I’m Maribel. It’s nice to meet you, sir.”
“None of that. You call me Kyle. You’re a pretty little thing. Not even that little bruise there can take that away from you.”