Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Doug shouted again and then aimed right for Wyatt’s head.
Sabrina stepped in behind Doug, and she had something in her hand. Doug’s full attention was on the threat he knew about.
He never saw Sabrina coming. He didn’t know Sabrina apparently carried around a freaking stun gun.
She touched the stun gun to the back of Doug’s neck, and the man’s body seized and he fell to the floor. It gave Sawyer the chance to tackle Brutus, who’d decided Sabrina was a threat and had started coming at her. He wasn’t sure where the fourth guy had gone. Sawyer used his forward momentum to slam the bigger man against the bar, hitting his head hard against the wood. Brutus got in one good punch before Sawyer took his head in hand and slammed it again as hard as he could since the dude was absolutely thick skulled.
“Smart move, babe,” Sabrina said. “Do you want me to stun him, too? Just to be certain? And what do you want me to do with this?”
Sawyer felt his eyes widen as he turned and Sabrina had her stun gun in one hand and Doug’s semiautomatic pistol in the other. Though she wasn’t holding it right. She grasped the handle between her thumb and forefinger as though the thing was rancid and she was looking for a place to toss it.
This was how he died. Not in a fight. Sabrina was going to give him a heart attack. And yet, he’d liked how she’d called him babe.
Would she still call him babe after he’d smacked her ass until she couldn’t sit properly? He might find an exotic plug and torture her rectum until she wouldn’t even think of pulling this shit again.
She glanced back at Wyatt, who was now covered in blood and looked like he might turn into a werewolf at any moment. She didn’t even blink. “Hey, sweetie, the other one ran away and he’s hiding in the men’s room. Do you want to handle him? I can do it, if you’re too tired. I have pepper spray. And bear spray. I know I’m supposed to use it on bears, but I think it’ll work on him, too.”
She was freaking calm.
Wyatt’s jaw actually dropped. “What did she say?” He shook his head as though trying to clear it. His face fell as he looked around the room. “What happened?”
She’d managed to shock Wyatt out of his episode. It was a relief because Sawyer worried he was going to have to fight to get him back. Sawyer moved around to the bodies on the floor, disarming them all so no one woke up and started shooting. In the distance he heard the sound of sirens. Lark had gotten scared, and he didn’t blame her. She’d done exactly what she should have. She’d probably been watching on the CCTV cams and decided to risk Sawyer’s anger to save their lives.
She would find his anger was going to be directed somewhere else. Somewhere like Sabrina’s backside.
He didn’t want to think about the ramifications of what came next. Not with Sabrina. It was fucking inevitable. She’d walked in when everyone had told her to stay away. At least for tonight she would be his again.
No, he was worried about what happened when Wyatt’s brother learned his plan had failed and in the most spectacular and unexpected way. There would be retribution.
“What do you think happened?” Sawyer used his boot to poke at the first asshole who groaned and proved he was still alive.
“I think Wyatt had a moment when he disassociated from his everyday personality and turned to violence because he has unprocessed childhood trauma.” Sabrina actually smiled. Like this was just a fucking normal day. “You did good, honey. I don’t think you killed anyone. But you should handle the guy in the bathroom. He was rude, and he did not fight fair. He was sneaking up behind you until I hit him with a saltshaker to the head. I used to teach softball to my students back in North Carolina. I was an excellent pitcher.”
Sawyer put a hand to his brow because his left eyebrow had developed a sudden twitch.
Sabrina was going to drive him utterly mad.
“Did I hurt you?” Wyatt stood feet away from her, his hands clenched in fists as though he didn’t trust himself not to touch her.
Sawyer was starting to think Wyatt wouldn’t have a choice. Sabrina seemed to have decided what she wanted, and she was proving herself to be a woman who didn’t change her mind.
“Of course not,” Sabrina said, her tone going soft. “You would never hurt me.” She frowned suddenly. “Well, not physically. We’re going to talk about how much words hurt later on tonight, but I do believe the sheriff is here so you should ensure the last criminal doesn’t get away. Sheriff Wright will take them to jail, and then we’re going to have a long talk.”