Tyler's Undoing (Gloves Off #1)(69)

Looking at the clock, we had about ten more minutes before we reached my house. I had just enough time to take a shower and get ready before we had to be at the arena. Unfortunately, I had a feeling something wasn’t right, and Pax felt it too. Maybe it was just nerves? Somehow I didn’t believe that.





I had just gotten out of the shower when I heard several voices in the living room. “Pax?” I called out. Tightening up my robe, I stuck my head into the hallway and gasped. My brother, along with three of his friends, including Jordan, were out there, and they all turned my way. I glared at Jordan who in return smiled and winked at me. Disgusted, I flipped him off.

Paxton kept his face blank when he looked at me and I had no clue what was going on. “Kyle, what are you doing here?” I asked, crossing my arms over my chest. The devilish look in his mismatched eyes was scary, almost malicious.

“I came here to see you and Paxton before the fight. Is there something wrong with that?” he countered.

When I looked over at Paxton, he shrugged his shoulders and rolled his eyes.

“No, I guess not,” I replied. “But I need to finish getting ready, so I’ll be out in just a few.”

“Kacey, wait,” Kyle commanded as his phone started to ring. He held up his finger. “Give me one second.”

Sighing, I leaned against the door frame and waited for him to get off of the phone. I really can’t wait for this day to be over with.

Hanging up his phone, he took another step closer to me. “All right, it looks as if there’s been a change in plans. Judging by the way you look right now, I don’t think you’ll make it in time,” he said to me.

I was in my robe, my wet hair tied up in a towel. I still had an hour before we were supposed to be at the arena. “What’s going on?”

Kyle put his phone back in his pocket and shrugged his shoulders. “It looks like we need to get there early. We all have to be ready for the photo shoot in twenty minutes.”

There was no way in hell I’d be ready and at the arena in twenty minutes. “So what are you saying?” I asked impatiently.

He looked at his friends and nodded toward the door. “I’m saying, we need to leave now. Paxton can come with me and you can meet us out there.” He reached in his back pocket and handed me an envelope. “It has your ticket in it if you run late.”

Paxton got to his feet and grabbed his bag and walked over to me, his gaze guarded.

Kyle smiled at me and then fist bumped Paxton.

“I’ll see you outside,” Pax said to him.

Once Kyle and his friends were out of the house, Paxton turned toward the door and stared at them through the window. “I don’t know what’s going on, but I want you to be careful, okay? Something’s not right.”

Yeah, I felt it too. I knew something was off all day.

“Same to you,” I whispered. “I’ll see you in a little bit okay?”

He nodded and leaned down to kiss my cheek. “Make sure you call me if you need me. I’ll find a way back to you.”

“I will. Now go.” I shoved him toward the door.

Paxton looked back at me once before heading out the door and down to Kyle’s car.

What was going on?





I had just put my ticket in my purse and was ready to leave, when a knock sounded on my front door.

“What the hell do you want?” I snapped when I was confronted with my guests.

Smiling wolfishly with his devilish green eyes, Liam opened the screen door and leaned against the frame, Jordan loitering around behind him. I wanted to slam the door in Liam’s face, but I didn’t want him to know I was scared—he fed off of that shit.

“We’re here to keep you company, sweet thing.” He pushed off the frame and barged into my house, grabbing a hold of my arm and pulling me inside.

“Hey, what are you doing?” I asked frantically. I looked back and Jordan shut the door, locking it, along with closing the blinds in the surrounding windows. Terrified couldn’t begin to describe the way I was feeling inside.

Liam stopped me in the middle of the living room and leered up and down my body. “You look really cute in your dress, sunshine. Where’s your cell phone?”

It was in my purse, but I wasn’t going to tell him that. Liam let my arm go and I instantly crossed my arms over my chest, defiantly. “I don’t know,” I snapped. “Where’s Kyle?”

Jordan stopped in front of me with a malevolent sneer, his hazel eyes amused. “Don’t worry, Kyle knows we’re here. Now, answer the question . . . where’s your cell phone?”

“I’m not telling you shit,” I spat. “I have to get to the arena. Everyone’s waiting on me.”

Coming up behind me, Liam brushed the hair off my neck and lowered his nose to my skin, breathing me in. Instantly, I jumped and tried to move away, but he and Jordan had me sandwiched in. “Sorry, sunshine, but you’re not going anywhere. Before I say anymore, I need your cell phone.”

When I didn’t answer, they both chuckled. “Okay, I see how it is,” Liam said. “I’m just going to have to go looking for it.” His arms wrapped around my waist and he frisked me, even though it was clear I didn’t have it on my body with the dress I was wearing. “I wonder if it’s up here?” he moaned in my ear, sliding his hands up to my breasts.