Love Thy Neighbor (Friend-Zoned)(99)

I don't look at him. I keep my eyes averted and shake my head once. I whisper, "No. Not at all." I finally look up at him. "How would you feel if you'd been kidnapped?"

His lip twitches and he looks over at hottie commando. Hottie commando’s eyes meet mine. "You tied to a chair?"

I look down at my bare wrists and shake my head.

He fires another question. "You been slapped around?"

I look him in the eye and shake my head. He nods in agreement.

I blurt out a meek, "I just wanna go home."

He raises his brows. "You're so f*cking annoying that there is nothing more I want to do than to let you go right now...but I can’t." I fight the urge to call him a motherf*cking douche canoe and glare down at his shoes, lip curling. He leans back in his chair and states, "You haven't been kidnapped, Delilah."

Eyes wide, I lift my face to look into his and ask, "Who are you?"

Hottie commando's lip twitches. "The person who just saved your life, baby."

What the mother f*ck?



-Willing Captive, late 2013