Naked

28 Oh, Boy.

A/N: come on guys We are almost 5k! Let's do it!! 

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'No one?' he asked again in evident anger. A vein had popped in his forehead and was twitching quite evidently.

There were several audible gulps and many headshakes. I didn't think any of them had the balls to answer that question...

'Who the fuck is this fellow?' he snapped looking at the body right in front of us. Curious I tried to sneak a peek over his shoulder leaning onto his strong back. I felt Gerard tense on my touch and one of his hands immediately caged me behind him in a protective manner.

I took a good look at the bloody mess at our feet and cringed at the sight. It was then that I noticed that our intruder had managed to shoot himself in the head turning his face into minced meat. Idiot. He even had the audacity to fill the floor with his blood! Yuck!

At least Lady Luck was on our side. Richard was the brave one that eventually responded to his question and ventured in the room with a lamp in one hand and a revolver in the other pointed at the dead man in caution.

Who knew, maybe he had some brain matter left to wake up and shoot us.

The moment he went to crouch to take a closer look, I noticed Gerard pierced him with an icy glare.

'You take a peek under her shirt and I 'll make your head will look worse than his.' he said in a low voice through gritted teeth. What did I say about my territorial lover?

Wow, wow, wow. Wait, Foxy. Lover?

Shut up, bitch.

Richard blanched but nodded, then carefully positioned himself with his back to us and downcasting his eyes. He took Gerard's threat very seriously. I did too.

Upon hearing Gerard say that I realised why he was not letting me take one step up front. I was standing practically naked in front of at least a dozen men and he did not like it at all. My shirt barely covered my nether regions so I just grabbed the hem and tucked my hands closer to my mound putting one more layer in between my lady bits and any wandering, slimy eyes. I was such a fool sometimes...

'At least we have already seen your balls many times, my lord. The sight as intimidating as ever.' Jones joked and there were plenty of contained chortles around the room.

'I don't recognise 'im, my lord.' Richard said after examining the body up close.

'Clearly, Richard. His face is all over the floor.' I drawled.

'Did he come to kill the girl?' Jones interrupted stepping closer, grabbed a sheet from the bed and passed it to me. I wrapped it around me and secured it in place nodding a thank you to him. 

Was this a truce? Please let this be a truce...

'He was pointing at me. I was just about to attack him when Emily scared the shit out of us both.'

'For ya, then? I had posted double the men around the perimeter just in case SHE tried to escape again and if Wyatt decided to bring a few more friends. The fact that this poor slob managed to pass undetected means one thing to me.' he looked at Gerard planting his hands in his hips.

'He was inside before I doubled the men. Richard, Charles.' he ordered 'go check the prisoner now!' he turned back to Gerard once more 'I would suggest we abandon this hole now. If he found a weak spot, others will as well.'

'I agree. Get ready men. We leave before dawn breaks.' Gerard commanded and the males scattered like rats leaving the three of us alone. Two of them dragged the dead body out of the room by the legs leaving a disgusting trail behind them.