Chapter 103 Freaking out

"He won't kill you," Rosette muttered, trying to make her mouth work. "He may chain you up in Will's bedroom for a while."

It was funny to her, but apparently not to Dee. She started to load her weapon.

Kyle stood in the middle of the road about twenty-five yards away. His arms were folded across his chest. Apparently, he had gone to the fight prepared, because he was dressed in a tight black t-shirt and black cargo pants. He even had black boots on. Kyle looked commanding.

Rosette's brain felt hazy, and she focused inanely on his clothes. She was jealous of his outfit and wiggled her naked feet. Well, that's what she got for rushing in half-cocked. She lost her shoe privileges.

"I want shoes," she told Dee.

Her eyes were huge, and she stared at Rosette, mouth agape. "What the fuck, man?" she asked rhetorically.

Dee must have panicked because Rosette watched her shove the truck into reverse and hit the accelerator. The tires spun but they didn't go anywhere. Dee cursed again and hit t