Chapter 4

Chapter Four

Nolia

I see the moment recognition hits the big lug. He does know my sister. His next words confirm it.

"I know you, you came over to spend one of the holidays with us. With Pearl."

Great, the guy probably has the hots for her. No one can meet Summer and not think she's the most beautiful person in the world. It's her soul. It just shines and you can see all her goodness right on the surface. It's one of the reasons I'm here. My sister is too sweet.

I'm not!

I start talking directly to my sister to try to explain I wasn't trying to seduce this buffoon or end up in my underwear tied to his chair, but this damned rag is still in my mouth, and nothing comes out but mumbles.

"Roman, let the girl go, buddy."

"Why are you here, Roan?"

Roan is the man with my sister…and someone I am very interested in since he is acting all…alpha towards her. I try to lean around the big bastard in front of me, but he's too… big.

"I'm with Summer."

What? What did he just say? Did he just say he's with my sister? I can't figure anything out, damn it, and no one is talking anymore.

"Oh! You're WITH her."

That sounds like what I thought it was. The guy who came with my sister is… with my sister. I wait for the big guy in front of me to move aside, throw a fit, try to change my sister's mind or at least get all pissy, but he doesn't do any of those things. He just stands in front of me.

"Can I have my sister back now, please?"

Yes, yes you can and when I get free I am taking my sister and running as far from this madman as possible.

"Oh, uh…," my eyes widen at how he says the words. He is going to untie me…right? Surely he isn't thinking of…what, keeping me until my sister says she'll go out with him?

"Yeah, sure. No problem."

And then those eyes are back on me causing me to shift in my seat. He bends right in front of me and starts untying the knots holding me to the fucking chair. At the brush of his hand on the back of my leg, I shift again. I don't want to but I find that I have to fight the urge to suck in more air, to stop myself from reacting to him…and not in a scared way. Can he tell my nipples are hard through the thin-as-fuck tank top I am wearing? God, I hope not.

"I knew you were supposed to be staying in Pearl's old bedroom, but she texted to tell me something had happened and you went to stay with…oh," His eyes widen and he turns his attention away from me giving me an excellent opportunity to really look at the man in front of me.

He's handsome in a classic kind of way with wavy light brown hair that's a little past time for a trim and eyes that look so deep you could fall right in and drown. Not that I am attracted to that kind of man or anything.

"You were staying with Roan."

What now? I snap back to listening to everyone's conversation instead of checking out the psychotic hottie in front of me. Did he just say my sister was staying with the man she came in with?

"Did she tell you why I was staying with Roan?"

"Not really."

Ha! I know why. Now who's in the dark?

The binding loosens around me and I jump up, my anger rekindled all over again as I yank the thing from my mouth that has been pissing me off for the past thirty minutes or what felt like thirty minutes.

"You son of a bitch! You obtuse mother fucker!" I take a swing at the big guy in front of me but miss him which just pisses me off even more. When I get my hands on him…he's going to wish he had never touched me, never even seen me.

"I told you to watch that mouth, Sunshine!" He ducks another swing, and this time puts his shoulder in my middle, temporarily knocking the air out of me. I wind up back over his shoulder. Again.

I shriek out when his hand lands on my ass.

"Little balls of sunshine shouldn't have such dirty mouths."

I barely see a glimpse of my sister mouthing the word ‘sunshine' before I am being turned and he is walking away with me again.

"You son of a bitch! Put me down!" All my outburst gets me, is another smack, and this time he leaves his palm where it lands. Perv.

"I told you not to…," His words end in a yelp.

"Oh, that is it!" He volleys a rapid succession of blows to my backside bringing tears to my eyes that I absolutely will not let fall. "If you bite me one more time, little one…!"

"You'll what?" I'm not sure why I have to keep pushing this man but…it's kind of fun!

Maybe I'm the perv.

I think for a moment, checking in with myself. Yeah, I'm okay with that. I turn my head and bite him again. Why not?