Figure Eight (Celtic Knot Book 2)

Figure Eight (Celtic Knot Book 2) by Cassy Roop

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have to answer me, Ashley, I know you do. I know you are keeping something from us. I’ve known you for almost eight years. You wouldn't have done what you did if you weren’t pushed to do so. Let me help you please.”
    We were interrupted by the raised voices of Dominic, Knox, Toby, and Rownan. I had to stop this. There was no way I was allowing Dominic and Knox to go back to jail, over me again. The only way would be to get Rownan to take me home. I walked away from Kelly and approached the heated episode playing out for all the club to see. I scanned the room in a panoramic view and noticed several bodyguards heading in our direction. I needed to act fast.
    “Rownan,” I said as I placed my hand in his, “can we please go?” I tried to sound seductive. I could get Rownan to leave and at the same time, drive a nail further into the coffin of Dominic’s heart by letting him think that I wanted Rownan to go home with me. I pressed myself up against Rownan, allowing my breasts to brush against the side of his body as I placed my hand on his chest. I turned my body to where I was facing toward him more than I was Dominic, trying to get Rownan to react to my fake advances. He tore his seething glare from Dominic and looked at me. I saw the moment his features turned softer as he looked at me with a small sparkle in his eye. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders drawing me closer to him and I risked a glance at Dominic. He stood motionless, his face beet red with anger as his stare bore into Rownan’s arm that was around me.
    I snuggled in a little closer to Rownan, knowing it would piss Dominic off more.
    “Please, let’s go. Take me home?” I asked in a low, sultry voice. I didn’t have to try very hard due to my nasal passages being clogged from all of the crying.
    “Ashley, what are you doing?” Kelly whispered from beside me. I didn’t look at her or answer her as I waited for Rownan’s answer. Rownan looked at Dominic with a satirical look before looking back to me and delivering a panty melting, sexy grin. I knew he was doing it to taunt Dominic; to make him feel like he had won a bone that two dogs were fighting over. I was the meal and Rownan was making sure Dominic knew that he would be the one with a full stomach tonight.
    “Sure thing, love. Let’s go,” he said as he pulled me with him toward the exit.
    “Ashley!” Dominic roared so loud, that his voice carried over the loud music of the club. I stopped in my tracks before we got too far away and Rownan stopped with me. I looked over my shoulder, keeping my back to Dominic as I lifted the hammer to drive another nail.
    “Greener pastures, remember?” I said shrugging my shoulders. Turning my head away from him, I allowed Rownan to accompany me to the exit.
     

     
    The drive to my apartment was filled with mostly silence. Rownan drove the car with one hand, while the other one strummed his fingers against his muscular thigh. I knew he wanted to ask me what happened at the club, but he did not want to push me either, and I was very thankful for that. My body was still buzzing with adrenaline as I sat in the seat of the car thinking about how things played out in the bathroom with Dominic. It also crossed my mind what Asher said to me just before I ran into Dominic.
    We are going to need you to testify.
    Fuck.
    Fuck.
    Fuck.
    Hadn’t he done enough damage to him? When will enough be enough? I was more determined than ever to end this fucking blackmail.
    Rownan’s hand left his leg and placed on mine. I hadn’t even noticed that my leg was bouncing up and down in a furious state until his hand landed upon it.
    “Want to talk about what happened?” he asked cautiously. I sat facing away from him and I momentarily paused my bouncing leg to try to find the courage for what I was about to say.
    “I wasn’t prepared to come face to face with Dominic again today,” I admitted, lying my head back against the headrest of the seat trying to keep

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