Here Kitty, Kitty!
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She didnt ask for hillbillies to kidnap her, but she sure as hell didnt need to hear she wasnt worthy to be kidnapped either.
She quickly punched in a number on the keypad and put the phone to her ear. The phone rang while she moved past the hillbilly and easily pushed herself up onto the empty dresser. Her feet didnt touch the floor and she was glad to see her pedicure held up quite nicely under the recent abuse.
By the fourth ring, Yeah?
Man, shed never hear the end of this shit from Sara and Mik. Letting herself get carried off by hillbillies. Hey, Sara. Its me.
Okay, she thought to herself, let the abuse begin. But all she heard was a little sniffle.
Angie? Saras voice sounded so small. What the hell?
Yeah?
Then Sara Morrighan burst into tears.
Her friends didnt cryever. She cried once but anyone would cry if a jealous cheerleader tossed them down a flight of stairs. Sara, what the hell is wrong?
I we Sara couldnt speak she was crying so hard.
After another moment, another voice came on. Who is this?
Zach its me what the fuck?
Jesus, Angie. Shit. He spoke away from the phone. Sara its Angie. Honey, shes fine. Sara, he growled, stop crying.
Angie shook her head. That Zach. He sure knew how to be Mr. Compassion. And just what her best friend needed. Marrec called us early this morning, he stated into the phone. They found your purse, blood, and some torn up hyenas.
Angie closed her eyes. No wonder Sara was crying. She thought Angie was dead.
No one called you and told you I was okay?
The hillbilly winced and she realized he also thought her friends had been informed.
Nope.
Im fine, Zach. Really.
Where are you? What happened?
I have no idea what happened. And as far as where I am, she glanced over at her captor to find hed stretched himself out on the bed. One arm hung over the side, swinging back and forth, his fingers brushing the carpet as he blatantly stared at her legs.
Hey. Hillbilly. Where the hell am I, anyway?
He looked up at her through long black lashes. North Carolina.
Angie stared at the man. Im sorry. Could you repeat that?
North Carolina. Thats where you are at the moment.
ZachImIm in North Carolina.
North Carolina? How the hell did you get into North Carolina?
I dont know. But Im ready to come home now.
Zach muttered a soft curse, then, Okay. Okay, were coming right now.
The way he said thatsomething was going on. Something that wasnt about her. She knew it.
Whats going on, Zach? She reached down and rubbed her calf. Damn Carolina bugs.
Nothin. Well be there in a few hours.
Zach, she warned, Of the three of us, I am not the nice one. So Id like it if you answered me.
Zach sighed and Angie could hear him moving.
What the hell was going on? And what the hell did the hillbilly think he was doing? Instead of a bug it was his big fingers brushing against the skin of her ankle, causing her entire body to clench.
Again with the touching.
She moved her leg away and covered the receiver, Cut that out.
Zach returned. She had the feeling he switched rooms. Okay, Angie. This is the deal. The hyenas made a grab for Miki. A full-on assault right at her school.
Yeah, I know. Conall got hurt, but when I talked to Sara last night she said he was doing okay. She reached down and slapped away the hand caressing her calf.
Yeah. Yeah. Hes fine. Its justwell, were pulling in the Pack right now to protect Miki.
Protect Miki? What the hell for? One of the last people she could think of who needed protection was Miki. And one of the last people she could imagine wanting to protect her was Zach.
Not permanently or anything. Just for the nextuhnine months or so.
Angie froze, her eyes growing wide. She barely even noticed the big hand wrapping around her ankle.
Zach, are you are you saying that Miki
Yeah. Her and Conalluh Zach chuckled. Got kinda close.
She squealed. Of the three, she was definitely the most girly. And when your best friend got pregnant, you squealed, causing the hillbilly to snatch his hand away. Holy fuckin shit, Zach! Youre fuckin shittin me! She may be the most girly, but bikers still raised her.
Nope. Our little Conalls going to be a dad.
Man, did she have work to do. Sara would be completely useless in this situation. She hated kids. And Miki, being Miki, would be so busy analyzing she would neglect important things like items for the baby. A crib, some diapers, a desktop computer that could patch into hypersensitive government databases undetectedit would be a Kendrick after all. So, Miki would need her to help.
Hell, Angelina Santiago was going to be an aunt!
But that also meant she needed to see the bigger picture right now. She looked over at the hillbilly cat whod stormed into her life. He rolled onto his back and stretched, both arms over his head, legs stretching out long. The man had to have the biggest thighs shed ever seen on a human being.
She quickly punched in a number on the keypad and put the phone to her ear. The phone rang while she moved past the hillbilly and easily pushed herself up onto the empty dresser. Her feet didnt touch the floor and she was glad to see her pedicure held up quite nicely under the recent abuse.
By the fourth ring, Yeah?
Man, shed never hear the end of this shit from Sara and Mik. Letting herself get carried off by hillbillies. Hey, Sara. Its me.
Okay, she thought to herself, let the abuse begin. But all she heard was a little sniffle.
Angie? Saras voice sounded so small. What the hell?
Yeah?
Then Sara Morrighan burst into tears.
Her friends didnt cryever. She cried once but anyone would cry if a jealous cheerleader tossed them down a flight of stairs. Sara, what the hell is wrong?
I we Sara couldnt speak she was crying so hard.
After another moment, another voice came on. Who is this?
Zach its me what the fuck?
Jesus, Angie. Shit. He spoke away from the phone. Sara its Angie. Honey, shes fine. Sara, he growled, stop crying.
Angie shook her head. That Zach. He sure knew how to be Mr. Compassion. And just what her best friend needed. Marrec called us early this morning, he stated into the phone. They found your purse, blood, and some torn up hyenas.
Angie closed her eyes. No wonder Sara was crying. She thought Angie was dead.
No one called you and told you I was okay?
The hillbilly winced and she realized he also thought her friends had been informed.
Nope.
Im fine, Zach. Really.
Where are you? What happened?
I have no idea what happened. And as far as where I am, she glanced over at her captor to find hed stretched himself out on the bed. One arm hung over the side, swinging back and forth, his fingers brushing the carpet as he blatantly stared at her legs.
Hey. Hillbilly. Where the hell am I, anyway?
He looked up at her through long black lashes. North Carolina.
Angie stared at the man. Im sorry. Could you repeat that?
North Carolina. Thats where you are at the moment.
ZachImIm in North Carolina.
North Carolina? How the hell did you get into North Carolina?
I dont know. But Im ready to come home now.
Zach muttered a soft curse, then, Okay. Okay, were coming right now.
The way he said thatsomething was going on. Something that wasnt about her. She knew it.
Whats going on, Zach? She reached down and rubbed her calf. Damn Carolina bugs.
Nothin. Well be there in a few hours.
Zach, she warned, Of the three of us, I am not the nice one. So Id like it if you answered me.
Zach sighed and Angie could hear him moving.
What the hell was going on? And what the hell did the hillbilly think he was doing? Instead of a bug it was his big fingers brushing against the skin of her ankle, causing her entire body to clench.
Again with the touching.
She moved her leg away and covered the receiver, Cut that out.
Zach returned. She had the feeling he switched rooms. Okay, Angie. This is the deal. The hyenas made a grab for Miki. A full-on assault right at her school.
Yeah, I know. Conall got hurt, but when I talked to Sara last night she said he was doing okay. She reached down and slapped away the hand caressing her calf.
Yeah. Yeah. Hes fine. Its justwell, were pulling in the Pack right now to protect Miki.
Protect Miki? What the hell for? One of the last people she could think of who needed protection was Miki. And one of the last people she could imagine wanting to protect her was Zach.
Not permanently or anything. Just for the nextuhnine months or so.
Angie froze, her eyes growing wide. She barely even noticed the big hand wrapping around her ankle.
Zach, are you are you saying that Miki
Yeah. Her and Conalluh Zach chuckled. Got kinda close.
She squealed. Of the three, she was definitely the most girly. And when your best friend got pregnant, you squealed, causing the hillbilly to snatch his hand away. Holy fuckin shit, Zach! Youre fuckin shittin me! She may be the most girly, but bikers still raised her.
Nope. Our little Conalls going to be a dad.
Man, did she have work to do. Sara would be completely useless in this situation. She hated kids. And Miki, being Miki, would be so busy analyzing she would neglect important things like items for the baby. A crib, some diapers, a desktop computer that could patch into hypersensitive government databases undetectedit would be a Kendrick after all. So, Miki would need her to help.
Hell, Angelina Santiago was going to be an aunt!
But that also meant she needed to see the bigger picture right now. She looked over at the hillbilly cat whod stormed into her life. He rolled onto his back and stretched, both arms over his head, legs stretching out long. The man had to have the biggest thighs shed ever seen on a human being.
