“Sure, I’ll take care of it,” Spike says with a snicker. “I can use the rope on you when we’re done here too. You’d like that, right, Maddox?”
My blood freezes and I look at Spike and the other men. “What did you say?”
Spike smirks at me and shrugs. “Nothing. Sir.”


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