Dare Series Collection - Shantel Tessier Page 0,355

on purpose. “Shit.” I hiss.

“I’ll get it.” She leans over and picks it up for me.

“Thank you.” I laugh. “Had a little too much to drink.”

“It happens.” She lifts her cup to her lips and takes a sip.

I look down at my phone and open my messenger.

Cole: Are you almost done? I can’t talk shit with this girl anymore. Fuck, this is why I never hung out with people at parties.

I chuckle but respond.

Me: It’s done. Get ready.

“I know him,” I say, getting back to our conversation. “How long have you guys been dating?”

“It’s new,” she answers with a laugh.

“Is he here tonight?” I ask, looking over my shoulder to see if people are watching us. But nope, everyone is too busy doing their own thing. I don’t even see Shane and Brynn.

“No. He went out of town this weekend to see his grandmother.”

I want to laugh. The bastard is probably shacked up with some bitch. The way he spoke of Demi didn’t sound like a man in a committed relationship. I guarantee this chick isn’t the only one he’s fucking.

“Whoa,” she says.

I pocket my phone. “You okay?” I ask, placing my hand on her arm.

She closes her eyes and sways on her feet. I take her drink from her other hand and see that she had finished it off. “Good girl,” I whisper.

“Huh?” She asks with heavy eyes.

“Nothing. Here let me help you.”

“I … what …?” she slurs.

I walk her out the back door where there are less people, and she stumbles over her own feet. I lean down and pick her up, carrying her in my arms to the SUV parked a few houses down so the partygoers don’t see us. Cole is opening the hatch to my Range Rover for me. I place the passed-out girl in the back. After removing her phone from the back pocket of her jeans, I jump in the passenger seat. Cole gets in the driver seat since he hasn’t been drinking. Bennett already sits in the back.

“Where the fuck is Shane?” I growl.

Bennett pulls out his cell and calls him. “Where are you? We’re ready,” he snaps. “Get your ass out here.” He hangs up. “He’s coming. Pretty sure he was fucking.”

I roll my eyes. “Should have left his ass in Collins,” I mumble.

Seconds later, I see him running down the street, and he jumps into the back seat barely in enough time before Cole takes off.

I smile as I slide her screen and see that she didn’t have a lock on it and go to Seth’s name. I type out a message.

Me: Meet me at the cabin. ASAP. It’s important.

Then I shut her phone off so he can’t contact her.

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I sit on the couch at the cabin, and Cole sits next to me. Shane sits at the kitchen table texting away on his phone. Pretty sure it’s to the girl from the party who works at Silence. Bennett stepped out back five minutes ago, saying he needed to make a call.

“How long has it been?” Cole asks.

I look down at the clock on my phone. “Thirty minutes. He should be here any minute.”

The back door opens, and Bennett steps inside.

“How long do you think this will take?” Shane asks. “I’ve got plans later.”

I roll my eyes. “Would these plans consist of a girl and a straitjacket?”

“Yep,” he answers. “All I need is a tub. Or a pool would do.”

Bennett shakes his head. “I don’t wanna know anymore. Drugging and kidnapping one girl is enough for one night.”

Headlights shine through the front window, and seconds later, they shut off followed by a door shutting.

“Showtime,” Shane says excitedly.

The front door bursts open, and Seth runs inside. He comes to a quick stop when he sees all of us taking up the small area. He swallows as his eyes go to each of us. He looks at the floor and at the chair next to me. He realizes instantly that it wasn’t his sister who messaged him. “Where is she?” he demands.

“Safe. For now.” I stand.

He takes a step toward me. “If you …”

“What?” I ask. “Rape her? Take advantage of her? Like you were going to do Demi?”

He swallows, making his Adam’s apple bob up and down. “I didn’t have a choice.”

“Funny,” Cole says, coming to stand next to me. “Neither did we.”

His jaw sharpens. “I’ll tell you anything you need to know.” I expected it to be that easy. Too bad it had to be this way.

I reach out my hand.