“Listen, can I call you later or maybe tomorrow?”

“Oh shit, you have someone there with you now? Damn, girl, you move fast.”

“So tomorrow is good, Sylvia?”

“Sure thing. Have fun and live, Amelia. You deserve to live and be free.”

“Love you.”

“Love you, too.”

Amelia disconnected the call then placed the phone on her bedside table. She plugged in the wire.

“Who was that and what did you mean by saying you’re safe here?” Waylon asked.

She released a sigh then sat down on the bed. “Listening in on my private conversations?”

“Caring about you is more like it. Who was that?”

She sighed, trying to remember to not make matters worse. She wasn’t ready to bare her soul to them. She wanted to give this relationship a try. She loved being with them.

“My friend Sylvia. She worries about me. I was just telling her about how safe I am here. No worries, ya know?”

Waylon walked further into the room.

One look up into his eyes and she had the feeling he’d heard more of the conversation than he let on.

“I thought I heard you mention a guy.”

“Waylon, you shouldn’t eavesdrop on people’s conversations.” She stood up, prepared to argue with him if it kept him from making her talk about the phone call. He grabbed her hips and held her in place.

His expression was hard as he stared at her lips. Instantly, she was turned on by him. She had to admit that she loved the feel of his hands on her, and his aggressiveness, which should actually scare the crap out of her. She must be a glutton for punishment.

“Are you hiding something from us?”

It felt like a punch to her gut. He nailed it on the head and her response, though nonverbal, said it all.

“Damn, Amelia, you can trust us. If you’re in trouble or if you’re running from something.”

She shook her head. “Waylon, stop it. Stop trying to force this control on me.”

He gave her hips a shake. “Force control on you? Amelia, I care deeply about you. Trust does not come easy for me or my brothers and I get the feeling that it doesn’t come easy for you either.”

“It doesn’t. I’m fine though. There’s no need to worry.”

She felt his hands caress her hip bones and then move down lower and over her ass. His expression was intense, but she couldn’t turn away from him. She licked her lower lip, and he flinched in response.

“Arms up,” he ordered, and damn, her body instantly reacted in a positive way.

“Waylon.”

“Arms. Up. Now.”

She felt her belly quiver as she slowly raised her arms up into the air.

He bent down. She closed her eyes as his hands caressed down the sides of her thighs. In a flash he pulled her dress up and over her head.

She was only wearing panties, and the dress didn’t leave room for a bra, even a strapless one.

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