#Chapter197
I squirm in anger to be released but Jake only tightens his hold and gives me a look that tells me to leave it alone.
/"You know as soon as you let her go, she’s going to give you a black eye for that right?/" Jake throws back, with an edge to his tone, and follows Daniel to the waiting car. It’s the black four by four, usually driven by Jefferson but he’s nowhere to be seen.
/"Looking forward to her trying./" Daniel prods Leila in the ass, looking mightily pissed. /"Still with me, kitten? You’re awfully quiet up there now./" He shifts her weight on his shoulder for a better grip; almost as though he’s trying to shake a response from her.
/"Screw you,/" Leila mumbles from her hanging head, hair falling over so I can’t make out her features, her hands are up near her face and suddenly I realize she’s crying.
/"Leila?/" I reach out toward her with my free hand. My insides hurting for her.
