way was he going to let a rich man control him ever again. That time, he’d shut Liam down so hard it left a bitter taste in his mouth after such a sweet kiss.
“This can’t happen again,” he’d growled.
“You’re driving me fucking crazy.” Liam’s voice had sounded harsh.
He’d glared at Liam with a hot retort on his lips, but he’d been prevented from responding with the sudden appearance of Elijah and Justin.
Spencer had taken the easy way out and booked it the hell out of there.
He’d been completely taken aback when Liam suggested they be friends. Spencer finally admitted to himself that it was the opening he’d been waiting for. He’d put the brakes on and then pined for the guy. He knew it had been only a matter of time before he sought the man out and that email had been his opening.
He snorted. How the hell he’d thought he could stay away from Liam was beyond him. Self-denial was the fucking worst, he thought with a groan.
Yet, could he live with Liam’s wealth? Could he accept that even now, Liam had sent one of the world’s best attorneys to his defense? God knows how much that would cost.
They were lovers, so had the line become blurred? Would Liam have done this for him if they weren’t lovers? In the next instance, he realized that yes, Liam would have.
Liam was a man worth loving, and sometime between that military bar so long ago and now, he’d fallen in love.
Sweet hell. What was he going to do? See, that was the problem. Liam would do stuff like send an attorney that he couldn’t afford and he’d spend hours trying to figure out how the hell he was going to cover the cost of the attorney. Spencer figured with this guy Ryan defending him, he’d get out of jail more quickly. Fuck it. He could worry about the cost later. That was what Liam didn’t realize. Spencer would worry about the cost, something Liam had no concept of.
He’d have words with Liam when he got out of there. This was just the thing he had feared.
And why the fuck was Liam’s ex-wife showing up at his house like she owned the place? That was another thing they’d need to talk about.
He scowled. Today had been the first time he could ever remember that he deliberately hadn’t said goodbye to Wesley and it still sat like lead in his chest.
“Spencer Turner.”
He lowered his arm and sat up. A man he didn’t know wearing a dark suit, white shirt, and striped tie stood outside of his cell door. Spencer frowned. Ryan had said the arraignment wasn’t until the morning.
“Yes?”
The guard standing next to the suit reached out and unlocked his cell door. Keys smacked metal and jangled as the door was opened.
“Come with me please,” Suit said.
“Where are we going?”
“Stand up.” The guard stepped past the man and came scowling toward him.
Spencer stood and held his wrists out. The guard clamped the cuffs on tighter than they needed to be, but Spencer kept his expression neutral.
He was taken through the lower hall of the county jail, out into the parking structure, and loaded in the back seat of a black SUV. A big, beefy man got in next to him and the suit got into the front. There was another suit behind the wheel.
Wow. Liam really had some connections. Was he not even going to be charged? Did the Cobalts have that much power and pull? He didn’t know, but it didn’t surprise him either.
“Where are you taking me?” He thought he better play along.
“Be quiet,” the suit sitting in the front passenger seat told him.
The SUV sped through the dark, wet streets of the city and then onto the freeway. He kept track of where they were, but made sure not to overly gaze around. This wasn’t the way to Liam’s estate.
His leg bounced when the SUV took the exit to a nearby city. Once off the freeway, the vehicle pulled over.
Before he could react, a cloth hood was pulled over his head. He lifted his cuffed hands and hit the guard next to him square in the face. The man grunted with a low cry and then a fist connected to his temple.
“For fuck’s sake, Clifford, get a handle on this right now!” the driver snapped.
Clifford slugged him hard in the ribs and shoved him down to the floorboards.
Spencer angled his head so the material stayed away from his mouth and