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sudden, I found myself flying through the air to land upside down with a bony shoulder in my stomach and a muscled black T-shirt covered back in my face. I tried to open my mouth to yell for Dexter the schmexter yet ended up coughing due to lack of air.
    “Man, shut her the fuck up before we’re caught. You need to move it out the back pronto. The guys she was with are only going to be distracted by the girls I sicced on them for a little while,” another guy’s voice suddenly demanded from behind me. I couldn’t see the owner of that voice due to the fact that I was hanging over Bigfoot’s shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
    A hot hand smacked my ass hard. “Be quiet or I’m going to gag you, woman,” wannabe Lucas slash Bigfoot ordered.
    Pfft . Like I was going to listen to him!
    To show him I would never give in to his demands, I did what any good kidnapping victim did … I sang at the top of my lungs.
    “ Someone else can have you because I don’t need your touch…”
    Lucas
    With a struggling, badly singing Ginny thrown over my shoulder and puke on my boots, I quick stepped out of the back of the club, slamming the steel door open into the outer wall in my haste. I moved as fast as I could with my hands full of a squirming woman into the back parking lot reserved for employees. The Regulators MC who owned this club had allowed us to park back there since we had started our now finished undercover mission in Miami.
    “ I remember all the times you screwed me. ”
    I winced at Gin’s last strangled note on the word “me.” I was pretty sure she forgot a word at the end of the line. Like ‘over.’ There was no way that sad sack of a breakup song had screwing in it unless it was the bad kind.
    “ You didn’t have to hurt me so! ”
    “Holy shit, man. I had no clue a broad with such a gorgeous laugh could sound like a cat being strangled to death when she sings,” Chase offered as he walked quickly next to me.
    I didn’t need to look over to know he was scanning the area for possible threats or even the men Ginny had been with. I hadn’t planned on needing anyone’s help to talk to my girl again, but so far, nothing had gone as I had hoped it would.
    “ I’ll be strong enough not to need your love! ”
    At the end of Gin’s off-pitched screech, I heard Chase mumble, “Sweet baby Jesus, I think I’m deaf in my left ear now.”
    Yeah, well, he wasn’t the only one.
    While the help getting out of the club unseen was appreciated, I didn’t need his smartass comments right now. I more than had my hands full with a drunk Ginny who, for whatever reason, was convinced I was Bigfoot in the flesh.
    I gave her ass another hard slap. “Shut it or I really will gag you.”
    “ But you left me with all these scars that I hate so much.”
    We were coming up fast on the two black SUVs I had driven over with Commander Jaxon and our team for the party.
    I took my right hand off her legs to pull the keys out of my pocket and hit the unlock button on the security fob. “Last warning, Gin. Quiet or I’m going to make you be quiet.”
    Both of her little fists slammed down repeatedly onto my buttocks. “ You said that you would let me go …! ”
    Chase stepped ahead of me to open the back door, and I tossed Ginny inside the SUV so that she landed safely on the seat without hurting herself. Smoothing my hands up her bare legs to pin them down to the seat, I leaned over until we were almost nose to nose. Her big blue eyes were flashing with anger, but they were still so glassy I was reminded again of just how drunk she was.
    “If you don’t stop your screeching, I’m going to use whatever I can find to tie you down and shut you up until you’re sober enough to talk to me.”
    Her jaw dropped open in surprise, as if she couldn’t believe I would threaten such a thing, and I guessed she should be surprised. The me she knew would have never said anything like that to her, but that was the old me. Now she was