Rock Chick Revenge (Rock Chick #5)(56)

I was so caught up in these thoughts, just like the screaming dork I was, that I didn’t realize I should have either thrown myself out the window or locked myself in the bathroom.

Again, I was too late.

The elevator doors closed and Luke and I were alone. He turned to me.

Eek.

I made a dash toward the bathroom. He caught me around the waist, swung me up in his arms and walked toward the bed.

“Luke, put me down,” I yelled, legs kicking and arms pushing.

He did. He threw me on the bed. I rolled and scrambled. He caught my ankle, yanked me back and then pinned me with his body.

“Get off me,” I shouted.

“This latest bullshit maneuver bought you punishment.”

Oh crap.

Considering “payment” meant me handcuffed na**d to the bed while he had his wicked way with me, I wanted no part in “punishment”. Hell, I wanted no part in “payment” (although I found the idea intriguing).

I shook my head to clear my thoughts. “Get off.”

He stared at me, his eyes weren’t shiny dangerous, they were something else far more scary.

“I knew I was gonna enjoy this but it just keeps gettin’ better and better.”

“Get off,” I repeated.

He shook his head but said, “I gotta go out. Talk to Vance and Ike about what’s happening with Vincetti and Dexter. Then Lee and I scheduled a meet with Vito. When I get home, we’ll see to your payment and your punishment.”

I blinked at him, not processing his last words as I was stuck on an earlier one. “Vito?”

“Vito Zano, Vincetti’s uncle and his boss. The guy who had you kidnapped.”

Vito Zano?

Uncle Vito Zano?

Uncle Vito had me kidnapped?

“Uncle Vito?” I asked.

Luke stared at me.

“Oh my God,” I put my hands to my face then took them away and smiled at Luke. “This is great.”

Luke kept staring but he was now doing it in a way like he thought maybe I’d slid over the deep end.

“Uncle Vito loves me,” I told Luke. “He’s hilarious. We’re always partners during euchre games after Thanksgiving dinner. We kick ass. I didn’t know it was Uncle Vito who kidnapped me. No wonder his henchman said he knew me.”

“Ava.”

“This is good news, Luke,” I swiped my hand on my forehead. “Shoo.”

“Ava, Vito Zano is not a good guy,” Luke told me.

“Maybe not, but he’d never hurt me. He loves me and he really loves Sissy. He was always saying to me he had wished Sissy had married his other nephew, Ren. Ren is a good guy and he’s even more hot than Dom.”

Luke’s face grew dark. “Ren Zano isn’t a good guy either. And Vito would torture his grandmother if he felt it served a purpose.”

“Oh, Luke, seriously.”

“Seriously.”

“I’ve played euchre with the man. Have you played euchre with the man?”

“No, I’ve been in a vacant warehouse staring at two men with bullet holes in their foreheads. Hits ordered by Vito.”

I stopped smiling.

He watched the smile fade and his eyes moved to mine. “Shit,” he said quietly. “I don’t know what’s more disturbing, you playin’ euchre with Vito Zano on Thanksgiving or thinkin’ Lorenzo Zano is ‘more hot’ than Dominic Vincetti.”

“Dom’s a mean, cheating, scum-of-the-earth, rat-bastard but that doesn’t stop him from being hot.”

Luke stared at me a beat then dropped to his side, taking me with him, all the while saying, “And you think I’m nuts?”

“You are nuts.”

His hands slid up my back and his chin tipped down to look at me. “I’m goin’ out. Do I have to cuff you to the bed?”

“No!” I pulled back but his arms went tighter. “I’ve got a shed load of work to do and with all this nonsense, I’m way behind. You cuff me to the bed, I’ll miss a deadline and lose a client.”

His eyes narrowed on me. “Can I trust you not to do anything stupid?”

“Of course.”

Without hesitation, he asked, “Can I trust you not to lie to me about not doin’ anything stupid?”

“Luke!”

His hand went into my hair, his head slanted and he kissed me, hot and deep. Then he did it again, hotter and deeper. When I’d pulled his tee out of his cargos and was running my hands up the muscles of his back and pressing myself full frontal into him, his lips detached.

I stared at him in a total and complete Luke Lip Fog.

“That’s how I like it,” he muttered against my mouth, moved up to kiss my nose then he was gone.

Chapter Eleven

That Didn’t Go Too Good

After Luke left, I had, what I found out much later, was a very stupid idea.

After that, I had what Luke would consider a very stupid idea (if he knew about it, which I was not about to tell him). I had to admit, the way it turned out, if he had known about it and given me his opinion, he would have been right.

* * * * *

See, I figured if I took care of myself then I wouldn’t get so hot and bothered all the time when Luke kissed me. I hadn’t had an orgasm in awhile and I thought if I had one then no way would Luke affect me so much. I’d be oblivious, unmoved and I could resist him.