Chapter 23

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October 17, the next day, 10:00a.m.

I wake up to someone touching my neck. I moved my head on the pillow, soothed. I feel hair on my cheek then realized... there not touching. Kissing! I looked down and saw an arm wrapped around me. They had tattoos all down their arm so I knew right away that it was Devon. I try to move away but he notices I am awake and holds me tight so I can't leave. I look at him and he was shirtless, not that I was complaining, but I am a little confused. Last night I remember being on the couch it with all Devon's gang members, watching TV and listening to them talk about gang crap that I didn't understand. Now I am in, what I assume, is Devon's room.

"Good morning." He says and kisses my cheek.

"How did I get here?" I ask and he smiles.

"I brought you up here after you passed out on the couch last night. We started to talk about killing our rival gang and somehow that put you to sleep." He says and I just nod.

"Wait, don't you have a guest bedroom I can sleep in or something?" I ask moving back a little but he just pulls me back to where I was.

"Ya but you are going to be sleeping with me from now on." He winks and I just look at him then nod. "The boys brought some clothes from your house so you have something to wear. As much as I want to just see you walk around in my shirts, I would rather not have anyone else see." I look down and see I am just that. Only wearing one of his big white shirts.

"Oh my god." I say pulling the blanket to hid my bare legs. He grabs my hand and pulls it away from the sheets.

"Don't ever feel you need to cover up around me." He says looking me in the eye, his eyes soft. If he wouldn't have kidnapped me, I would have thought he was the cutest guy ever. I would be so head over heals for him. Too bad that is not the reality right now. Someone knocks on the door then opens it, making me turn around, grabbing the blanket again to cover myself.

"Well good morning." The guy says winking at me. He is wearing black head to toe and he has neck tattoos, like all of them, that just add to his hotness. How the hell is there this many hot people on one planet...or even in one house?

"What, Jeremy?" Devon grunts.

"Oh...ya." Jeremy says looking away from me and to Devon. "Your meeting with Jacob is in a hour and the place you are meeting at is about twenty minutes away. Get a move on."

"We are that far out of town?" I ask and he smiles.

"Well, I wouldn't want anybody calling the police because the music is too loud or something." Devon says and I laugh. I actually had a real laugh at something he says, he smiles. I never thought about it that way. What if someone ever did the call the cops? When the police showed up, would they know they were staring at one of the biggest gang leaders in the state?

"You really did get her to warm up to you." Jeremy says crossing his arms. "Didn't think it could be done."

"We'll be down in a while." He says then Jeremy smiles at me while closing the door.

"He's charming." I say rolling my eyes then barry my face into the pillow.

"You'll get used to him. You will eventually get used to all of them." He says and I laugh. Good luck with that one. "They will all soften up to you when you get the trade mark..."

"Trade mark? What do you mean?" I ask picking my head up. Is he trying to make me join this stupid gang? He does know that is never going to happen right...is he going to force me to be in his gang? I mean, he does know he has leverage on me so I have to do anything he says. Now I know how Jacob felt.

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