Free Unbridled and Untethered [The Double Rider Men's Club 10] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Elle Saint James

more questions about her timeline leading up to when the local police found her in the vault with three unconscious men, two of them shot and one beat all to hell.
    “Do you have anything to add? Anything else you remember about the robbery?” he asked.
    “No.”
    The other detective opened his mouth to speak, but a harsh glare from Detective Rollins shut his lips quickly. He didn’t look happy to have been thwarted but didn’t say anything further before getting up and leaving the room.
    Detective Rollins glanced at Zachary and finally excused himself with a parting comment over one shoulder. “Please don’t leave the local area without letting us know. We may have further questions before this case is resolved.”
    Zachary winked at her. “My client is delighted to help in any way she can with this case.” The door shut on his comment. Emma Rae was so relieved it was over for now.
    “Thank you. I would have freaked out if you hadn’t been here.”
    “Honestly, I didn’t do that much. But let me know if you need me again.” Zachary gave her his business card and told her today’s fee was waived before she’d gotten the nerve to ask how much an hour’s worth of his time cost.
    Clay was waiting for her right outside the front doors of the police station. He and Zachary shook hands before her new, awesome lawyer excused himself.
    Emma Rae wasn’t sure how to show her extreme gratitude. It was a bit out of character for her, but she tossed caution out the door and advanced forward. She threw her arms around Clay’s waist and buried her face in his firm chest, holding on tight to express her unyielding gratitude. Trying not to weep after the long day she’d had was a lost cause. She failed and sobbed quite a few times against her friend.
    Clay didn’t say a word, which she was thankful for. Instead, he put his arms around her and held her loosely until she completed her appreciation. He had to be over a foot taller than she was, and likely they looked a little odd smashed together, but she didn’t care. She was so relieved at the outcome of the day and Clay’s vital participation.
    When Emma Rae got herself together, she stepped away from Clay’s body without any further crying or sniffing. She tilted her head back and looked up at him. “I’ll never be able to thank you enough, Clay. You really came through for me. The best I can do is say that your next service call is on me. Night or day. Rain or shine. I’m in your debt.”
    “Not necessary, but I appreciate the gesture.” He looked over his shoulder at the parking lot. “Want a ride someplace? Do you have your car?”
    “My car’s probably still at the bank. I’d take a ride there, but first, how is Zeke doing? I haven’t heard anything since he was taken away in the ambulance unconscious.”
    “He made it through surgery. Last I heard, they were guarded. He never regained consciousness after being shot, but they are optimistic he’ll make a full recovery once he wakes up. I can take you to the hospital if you feel up to it, but I’m not sure if they’ll let any visitors in yet.”
    She nodded, not trusting her voice. “I’d like to go anyway. Is that okay?”
    “Sure. Just so you know, his best friend, Luke Benton, will be there. He wants to meet you and say thanks.”
    Emma Rae looked up at Clay. “Thanks? For what?”
    She didn’t mean to sound so alarmed. The memory of memorizing Luke’s formal military picture from that first night after meeting Zeke flashed right into her head. On the heels of that recollection came all the memories of the sexy, X-rated fantasies she’d had all week starring the two of them.
    Once she had both of their faces imprinted securely, her vivid imagination put Luke in her bed along with Zeke many times in the last several days. She’d pleasured herself repeatedly just remembering what they looked like and imagining what they’d do to her if they both had her in their bed. The memory of her extreme