Dell winced, dropping the pen he held onto the pile of paperwork on his desk as he slowly stood, eyeing the ceiling over their heads. “Any suggestions?” Briggs grinned broadly, “You could always knock her out again.” Dell frowned darkly at his brother before heading for the door. “Wish me luck.” He took the stairs two at a time until he came to the bedroom door. Inside he could still hear Chloe cursing loudly. Taking a deep breath, he entered the room and ducked just in time as she sent a drinking glass sailing towards his head. “I swear to God, if you don’t let me go, I’ll have you arrested for abduction!” Dell stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. “You’re being a little dramatic aren’t you?” “A little…” she scanned the room searching for something else to throw. Finding nothing, she snatched a pillow off the bed and hurled it at him. “Do you think jail time is a little dramatic?”
