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My jaw drops as Gabriel opens the door and directs me outside. He’s not letting us slow down for even a second to have this conversation.

“You’re buying from high school kids?”

“Prep schools always have the best shit. And I’m not buying anything. That’s Sawyer’s deal, not mine.”

Keeping his hand on the small of my back, he’s practically pulling me along, his long-legged stride moving much quicker than my legs can keep up.

“Why would Sawyer do that? He’s a twenty-eight-year-old man.”

“I don’t know,” he says as we approach his car. “You’ll have to ask Sawyer that question.”

I roll my eyes. “When would I ever talk to Sawyer? It’s not like I hang out with you guys.”

“How about now?”

“Huh?”

A bag is pulled over my head, and I’m shoved forward by a body much larger than mine, low laughter grabbing my attention as my brain catches up with what’s happening.

That son of a bitch.

“Let me go, Gabriel.”

“I don’t have you, love,” I hear him answer from a distance. “You’ll have to ask Sawyer to do that.”

Struggling against the asshole who’s holding me is useless, my feet lifted off the ground when he wraps an arm around my abdomen and tugs me to him.

I thrash anyway as I hear the distinct sound of a car door open just before I’m tossed onto what I assume is the back seat.

“What the hell are you guys doing?”

Sawyer laughs as he climbs in after me, the car door shutting next to him as another one clicks closed up front.

I try to wriggle away, but he grabs me and holds my hands in place, the stupid bag rubbing against my cheek, making it impossible to see anything.

“I’m going to kill you for this, Gabe! Where the hell are you taking me?”

The car pulls forward, and my body rolls back against the seat with the motion, Sawyer still trapping my wrists together with one of his hands.

“You keep saying that, beautiful, yet I’m still breathing. And I’m taking you to another house so we can finish what we started earlier today.”

“What’s with the bag on my head? This isn’t necessary.”

He laughs.

“Actually, it is. There’s no way in hell I’ll let you see where we’re going.”