Kidnapped by Butch and his crew of body builders. Apparently, Brayden left orders that I was not to leave this building without him and what the almighty Brayden Quinn says—goes. This is not at all calming my surging anger. If he would have just let me go to a hotel I would have had time to soak in the hot tub and unwind from the long flight combined with the incident with Mandy. Now I’m even more aggravated by these men dictating what I’m going to do. I see Chase walk by the room I’m being held in and call out to him. He takes a step back and peaks in the room, his face lighting up with a boyish grin when he sees me. “Hey beautiful,” he pulls into his arm, the scent of fresh laundry invade my sense. He places little kisses up my neck and chin and I push him away when I start feeling warm. He smirks at me then says, “I thought you were coming tomorrow.” “Brayden didn’t tell you I came early to surprise him. Unfortunately there was an incident and I just want to go to a hotel but Butch is holding me here.
