Chapter 14

Daniel prods Leila in the ass, looking mightily pissed. “Still with me, kitten? You’re awfully quiet up there now.” He shifts her weight on his shoulder for a better grip, almost as though he’s trying to shake a response from her.

“Screw you,” Leila mumbles from her hanging head, hair falling over so I can’t make out her features. Her hands are up near her face, and suddenly I realize she’s crying.

“Leila?” I reach out toward her with my free hand. My insides are hurting for her.

“Daniel… Man… You’ve fucking got that girl sobbing,” Jake snaps. Daniel spins his head toward us, then looks up at the little ass on his shoulder and gives her a jiggle.

“Leila? Leila?” When she doesn’t answer, he slides her down to the ground smoothly and protectively and pulls her to face him, lifting her chin in an almost tender way and meeting her wrath in the blink of an eye. She flies into all-rage hell-cat mode through tears and sobs, slapping at his arms and chest wildly, cla