Unbridled and Unjustified [The Double Rider Men's Club 11] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Elle Saint James Page A

staying. At the Starlight Motel.” Crap.
    “Well, if anyone finds your ring and turns it in, I’ll send them on over there.”
    “Thanks,” Declan said over his shoulder with an arm wave. He then hurried them back to the SUV, hoping the sheriff wouldn’t see fit to detain them any longer.
    Once inside the relative safety of his vehicle, he was at war with his feelings. On the one hand, she trusted him enough to believe he was on her side. On the other hand, she’d just possibly screwed them by telling the sheriff where they were staying.
    He opted for the half-full glass. “Thanks for your trust. And for coming with me. I promise Troy and I are only trying to keep you safe.”
    She nodded. “Okay.” Her gaze dropped to her hands. “I shouldn’t have told him where we were staying, should I?”
    Declan shrugged. They were fucked, but he said, “Well, he was obviously determined, and we had to say something. I didn’t have any other motels in mind to blurt out right then anyway. I just hope we can get out of there with our new vehicle before it’s a problem.”
    “The sheriff believed us though, right?”
    “No doubt, but as soon as he gets back to his office, if he discovers the warrant, he may come after us and thereby find us a little sooner than we’d like.”
    “But we didn’t tell him my name.”
    He started the vehicle, did a U-turn after the sheriff went by, and headed back to the motel. Once they were headed away from the sheriff, Declan answered, “The warrant that was sent out has your driver’s license photo included.”
    She dropped her head. “I’m so sorry.”
    Declan put a hand on her leg. “Don’t be. We’ll get through this one way or another, trust me.”
    “I do. It’s just been a hell of a night.”
    He nodded but then said, “There were some good parts to your night though, right?”
    She smiled, but didn’t turn her face in his direction. “Yes. There were some really good parts, too.” Staring out the window, she added, “You probably think I’m slutty for being so eager to fuck strangers, but—”
    He cut her off. “No. I don’t think that at all. Women have the same urges as men. As long as you’re single and of a consenting age, you should be allowed to experience pleasure without society calling you names.”
    “You are obviously not from around these parts.”
    “No. But I like it here. I really like you. In my mind, we didn’t do anything wrong.”
    Declan parked the SUV in the same place as before, and they headed into the room. Troy looked like he’d been pacing. The moment he saw Ava, he crossed the space in two strides and grabbed her into his arms, hugging her tight. “I’ve been so worried about you. Where did you go?”
    “No time for that now,” Declan cut in. “Did Clay’s guy show up yet?”
    Troy released Ava and set her back on the floor. “Not yet, but he called, and he’s on the way. Why?”
    Declan pulled the edge of the dated curtain back and peeked out the window. “We had a brief run-in with the local law on the way back.”
    “Shit. How’d you keep her from getting arrested?”
    He dropped the curtain. “Ava told him a good story. But once he gets back to the sheriff’s station, he’s going to see that bogus warrant. I’m sure he got a good enough look at her, and he’ll probably come looking for the both of us.”
    Troy made a face. “It’ll take him a while to track us down here though, won’t it?”
    “No,” Ava said. “Unfortunately, I told him where we were staying when he asked.”
    “Wanted to challenge us, did you?” he asked with a smile.
    “Doesn’t matter.” Declan walked over to them. “I’d give him ten minutes, twenty minutes tops to come after us. The bottom line is that we don’t have the luxury of waiting here any longer than necessary. Can you call Clay’s friend and have him meet us elsewhere?”
    “Sure. Where?” Troy asked as he thumb-dialed a number and put the phone to his