Free Everything You've Got: Anything & Everything, Book 2 by Erin Nicholas
Authors: Erin Nicholas
close to home at this point,” Kat said with a scowl.
“Not if her doctor’s there with her.”
And of course he wouldn’t hesitate to drag her down there too if it was good for Sabrina. “Why can’t they just stay in a hotel down there? Why do they need the RV?”
“She sleeps better in the RV than in hotels. She’s used to this bed and she likes having all her stuff with her. Plus, the festival is four days long but they only perform a couple times a day. She needs a place where she can go lie down and relax during their off time. Not to mention that she’ll eat better if she can cook in the RV. Right?”
“You can take it down there yourself, can’t you?” she snapped.
“Marc really wants you to come so you can check on her, make sure things are okay.”
Marc.
He was perhaps the only sane person among them. He was Sabrina’s soul mate, knew she wasn’t perfect and loved her anyway. He was also a great friend to Kat.
And he thought she should give Luke a chance.
“Total crap,” Kat muttered. Marc and Sabrina hadn’t said a word about Kat’s being there to check on things. In fact, they hadn’t mentioned the trip at all. Probably because they knew she would have advised against it.
Still, Sabrina and the baby were healthy and these music festivals made Sabrina incredibly happy—those things were all that mattered to Marc. They would have gone whether Kat gave her blessing or not.
She shook her head. This was out of hand.
“Are you going to keep me handcuffed the entire time?” An hour ago she would have thought that sounded kind of hot. Now she was pretty sure she’d gotten herself into more than she’d bargained for.
“I’m thinking I should keep you back there until we’re more than an hour from Justice. That’s probably far enough that you won’t consider hitchhiking or calling for a ride.”
Exactly what she’d been thinking.
Calling for a ride didn’t seem to be an option. Apparently Sabrina and Marc were off the list of people she could count on. She’d never tell her parents about this. Obviously Diane thought it was all fine.
Who else could she call? That was easy—no one.
Not that she didn’t know people who’d come get her if she was in trouble. But no one would believe she was in trouble with Luke.
She supposed she could call her sister. But Isabelle was in Omaha. Which was another four and a half hours east. Not really on Isabelle’s way to come get Kat and take her back to Justice. But even though it was ridiculous and Kat would never ask her to do it, Isa would come if Kat called. She was the one person in the world that would do absolutely anything for Kat.
Well, other than Luke himself.
A hot flash shot through her at that realization. It was a bit out of the blue, but it was nonetheless completely true. Luke would do anything for her. He would drive four and a half, or more, hours to pick her up if she needed him.
And she really liked knowing that.
“My hands are going to sleep,” she lied. She was feeling very vulnerable and out of control here—two things she detested.
“Good thing it’s only another twenty miles or so to the point of no return,” he said.
The point of no return.
That was exactly where she was afraid she was headed. RV or not.
Luke was surprised by how quiet Kat was. It should probably make him nervous, but the whole thing had been going so smoothly that he couldn’t help but feel smug. She’d tried negotiating—the blow job offer had taken some willpower on his part to decline—but they both knew that she could have really fought him if she didn’t want to go. She hadn’t even struggled against the handcuffs that much.
He liked that.
It showed a level of trust. And had fueled a few new fantasies for him.
“Do you know anyone in Marshall?” he asked her, looking into the rearview mirror. She looked so sexy bound to the chair that he had to pull his eyes back to the road to avoid the ditch.
“No,
“Not if her doctor’s there with her.”
And of course he wouldn’t hesitate to drag her down there too if it was good for Sabrina. “Why can’t they just stay in a hotel down there? Why do they need the RV?”
“She sleeps better in the RV than in hotels. She’s used to this bed and she likes having all her stuff with her. Plus, the festival is four days long but they only perform a couple times a day. She needs a place where she can go lie down and relax during their off time. Not to mention that she’ll eat better if she can cook in the RV. Right?”
“You can take it down there yourself, can’t you?” she snapped.
“Marc really wants you to come so you can check on her, make sure things are okay.”
Marc.
He was perhaps the only sane person among them. He was Sabrina’s soul mate, knew she wasn’t perfect and loved her anyway. He was also a great friend to Kat.
And he thought she should give Luke a chance.
“Total crap,” Kat muttered. Marc and Sabrina hadn’t said a word about Kat’s being there to check on things. In fact, they hadn’t mentioned the trip at all. Probably because they knew she would have advised against it.
Still, Sabrina and the baby were healthy and these music festivals made Sabrina incredibly happy—those things were all that mattered to Marc. They would have gone whether Kat gave her blessing or not.
She shook her head. This was out of hand.
“Are you going to keep me handcuffed the entire time?” An hour ago she would have thought that sounded kind of hot. Now she was pretty sure she’d gotten herself into more than she’d bargained for.
“I’m thinking I should keep you back there until we’re more than an hour from Justice. That’s probably far enough that you won’t consider hitchhiking or calling for a ride.”
Exactly what she’d been thinking.
Calling for a ride didn’t seem to be an option. Apparently Sabrina and Marc were off the list of people she could count on. She’d never tell her parents about this. Obviously Diane thought it was all fine.
Who else could she call? That was easy—no one.
Not that she didn’t know people who’d come get her if she was in trouble. But no one would believe she was in trouble with Luke.
She supposed she could call her sister. But Isabelle was in Omaha. Which was another four and a half hours east. Not really on Isabelle’s way to come get Kat and take her back to Justice. But even though it was ridiculous and Kat would never ask her to do it, Isa would come if Kat called. She was the one person in the world that would do absolutely anything for Kat.
Well, other than Luke himself.
A hot flash shot through her at that realization. It was a bit out of the blue, but it was nonetheless completely true. Luke would do anything for her. He would drive four and a half, or more, hours to pick her up if she needed him.
And she really liked knowing that.
“My hands are going to sleep,” she lied. She was feeling very vulnerable and out of control here—two things she detested.
“Good thing it’s only another twenty miles or so to the point of no return,” he said.
The point of no return.
That was exactly where she was afraid she was headed. RV or not.
Luke was surprised by how quiet Kat was. It should probably make him nervous, but the whole thing had been going so smoothly that he couldn’t help but feel smug. She’d tried negotiating—the blow job offer had taken some willpower on his part to decline—but they both knew that she could have really fought him if she didn’t want to go. She hadn’t even struggled against the handcuffs that much.
He liked that.
It showed a level of trust. And had fueled a few new fantasies for him.
“Do you know anyone in Marshall?” he asked her, looking into the rearview mirror. She looked so sexy bound to the chair that he had to pull his eyes back to the road to avoid the ditch.
“No,