Chapter 245

“Not here, dude.” The blond guy bobbed his pale head up to the corner of the garage.

Her stare followed the gesture, and she blanched when she caught sight of the cameras. Yeah, she was worried. No, afraid. What the hell was going on?

The guy in the wifebeater stepped back and seized her arm. “He’s right. Damn it.”

Laila turned to nuzzle her face in the man’s neck. Then she repeated the gesture with the puny putz. Ruse or not, she was laying it on thick, and it was goddamn hard to watch.

“Let us go to the guard shack, then,” she murmured. “I am impatient.”

To get tag-teamed by these two losers? They seemed to think so, but Trees wasn’t buying it. Or maybe he didn’t want to. But he’d seen her face in passion. This was all bullshit.

For what cause?

“Good call. Follow me.” The big one dragged Laila out of the garage.

When the two of them disappeared, the scrawny one tried to grow a brain. “Wait! We’re not supposed to leave the garage open