ROMANCE: DBL Coverage (Bad Boy Sports Romance)(Alpha Male Football Romance) (Contemporary New Adult Womens Fiction Romance) by Carly White Page A
Authors: Carly White
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about, but she had gathered it was their boss and most likely someone that she wouldn’t want to meet.
Farrah didn’t try to talk to them. It became clear quickly that they were not going to let her go. It was not what Nate would want and pissing him off was not something any of them seemed willing to risk. That she was going to be thrown to him, a man that his own people were afraid of, the ones that knew him best did not sit well with her.
The truck eventually stopped and she could see light from underneath the black hood that they had put on her head. It appeared they had driven into a building and the idea that she was taken to where he was made it worse. If they took her to their hideout, Farrah didn’t figure that she would ever get to leave. Her mind became her worst enemy, conjuring up a million possibilities of how it would all turn out.
She heard a large door shut and the sound of something like a powered garage door. The door beside her opened and there was a relief when Randall got out of the truck. He grabbed her arm and pulled out from his side. He had to catch her from falling when her leg got caught on the seatbelt.
“What the hell do you have? This was not supposed to be part of the pick-up.”
“Yes Sir, but she was there and we weren’t sure what you wanted to do with her.”
“Go put her in the office.”
Nate looked at the body with no face. There was an inclination of the rest of her, but he was too pissed off to look at her in such a way more than a glance. His idiots had brought someone back and now he had to make a decision he shouldn’t have to make. He waited until she was out of ear shot and behind the thick door of his office.
“What the hell Randall?”
“She saw us unloading on Jefferson. What was I supposed to do? We started towards her and she took off. Real calm though, didn’t freak out like you would have thought.”
It was a strange way to say it and it made Nate wonder for a minute what that meant. He would have to talk to her, find out what she saw and if she could be released. He didn’t want to think about what would happen if they couldn’t let her go.
“How much do you think she saw?”
“Enough that I brought her with us.”
Nate nodded. He trusted Randall and it appeared that he had just made the best of a bad situation. Now Nate needed to know why they were getting seen in the first place, but first he had to deal with the blonde now in his office.
Sighing, he started up the stairs. “Get it put up and get rid of the truck.”
Randall nodded, sighing his own breath of relief that Nate didn’t seem too pissed off at him. He knew that he could be just holding it in. Nate had a volatile temper and he knew that he wouldn’t sleep well until more time passed or the situation resolved itself. If it turned bad, it would be his fault and there would be consequences.
Chapter 3
The bag was pulled off of her head and Farrah squints her eyes to the bright light above her. She closed them for a moment and slowly reopened them as they got used to the glare of the lamp on the desk. It was not even that bright after a moment and she looked around, her eyes stopping on the man sitting across from her.
“I am sorry for the inconvenience. You posed an issue that was not resolvable in the field. Who are you?”
“Farrah.”
“I’m Nate, I don’t know if you have heard of me.”
The blank look on her face made him think she hadn’t. Everyone in Milltown knew of him, unless she was someone that didn’t party. She looked like she did, the way she was dressed looked like she had just came from one.
Nate’s eyes flicked down to her long legs that were bare and crossed. The way she was sitting made the stretch skirt ride up the side of her thighs and he was finding it harder to concentrate. She was just his type, tall, blonde and a little innocent. He sat back, releveling his gaze to hers.
“So where you when you were picked up?”
“You mean taken against
Farrah didn’t try to talk to them. It became clear quickly that they were not going to let her go. It was not what Nate would want and pissing him off was not something any of them seemed willing to risk. That she was going to be thrown to him, a man that his own people were afraid of, the ones that knew him best did not sit well with her.
The truck eventually stopped and she could see light from underneath the black hood that they had put on her head. It appeared they had driven into a building and the idea that she was taken to where he was made it worse. If they took her to their hideout, Farrah didn’t figure that she would ever get to leave. Her mind became her worst enemy, conjuring up a million possibilities of how it would all turn out.
She heard a large door shut and the sound of something like a powered garage door. The door beside her opened and there was a relief when Randall got out of the truck. He grabbed her arm and pulled out from his side. He had to catch her from falling when her leg got caught on the seatbelt.
“What the hell do you have? This was not supposed to be part of the pick-up.”
“Yes Sir, but she was there and we weren’t sure what you wanted to do with her.”
“Go put her in the office.”
Nate looked at the body with no face. There was an inclination of the rest of her, but he was too pissed off to look at her in such a way more than a glance. His idiots had brought someone back and now he had to make a decision he shouldn’t have to make. He waited until she was out of ear shot and behind the thick door of his office.
“What the hell Randall?”
“She saw us unloading on Jefferson. What was I supposed to do? We started towards her and she took off. Real calm though, didn’t freak out like you would have thought.”
It was a strange way to say it and it made Nate wonder for a minute what that meant. He would have to talk to her, find out what she saw and if she could be released. He didn’t want to think about what would happen if they couldn’t let her go.
“How much do you think she saw?”
“Enough that I brought her with us.”
Nate nodded. He trusted Randall and it appeared that he had just made the best of a bad situation. Now Nate needed to know why they were getting seen in the first place, but first he had to deal with the blonde now in his office.
Sighing, he started up the stairs. “Get it put up and get rid of the truck.”
Randall nodded, sighing his own breath of relief that Nate didn’t seem too pissed off at him. He knew that he could be just holding it in. Nate had a volatile temper and he knew that he wouldn’t sleep well until more time passed or the situation resolved itself. If it turned bad, it would be his fault and there would be consequences.
Chapter 3
The bag was pulled off of her head and Farrah squints her eyes to the bright light above her. She closed them for a moment and slowly reopened them as they got used to the glare of the lamp on the desk. It was not even that bright after a moment and she looked around, her eyes stopping on the man sitting across from her.
“I am sorry for the inconvenience. You posed an issue that was not resolvable in the field. Who are you?”
“Farrah.”
“I’m Nate, I don’t know if you have heard of me.”
The blank look on her face made him think she hadn’t. Everyone in Milltown knew of him, unless she was someone that didn’t party. She looked like she did, the way she was dressed looked like she had just came from one.
Nate’s eyes flicked down to her long legs that were bare and crossed. The way she was sitting made the stretch skirt ride up the side of her thighs and he was finding it harder to concentrate. She was just his type, tall, blonde and a little innocent. He sat back, releveling his gaze to hers.
“So where you when you were picked up?”
“You mean taken against
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