Nothing escaped Tyler’s notice though. “Alec. Report,” he demanded, his voice still pitched low but suddenly strained.
Alec cleared his throat. “It seems our girl’s more responsive than we anticipated. She’s soaked through her underwear.”
“Mmm.” Tyler hummed his approval and pressed a sensuous kiss to my neck. “Excellent. I want to see the evidence myself. Remove them. No more teasing.”
“Yes, sir,” Alec answered with a smirk just as I moaned a “yes” of my own.
Tightening his grip on the crotch of the panties, Alec pulled down, but before the fabric was past my hips, he froze. His shoulders tensed, and the hand holding the dress up clenched tight. His gaze fixed loosely on my chin, but I had a feeling he wasn’t really paying attention to me anymore.
Even as my skin still burned with lust, a cold chill ran down my spine.
“Alec?” Tyler’s voice lost that smoky, sultry quality, and his grip on my arms loosened.
In answer, Alec pulled my underwear back into place and dropped the front of my dress. He straightened to his full height. “Building is breached. We need to go.”
Twelve
“Shit.” I was anything but calm as Tyler released me and they both put their jackets back on. “Shit, shit, shit.”
Not this again. Not more guns and fighting and people trying to hurt us.
I backed away from the door and stumbled against the boardroom table.
Both of them pulled their guns out, and Alec pressed his left hand to his ear. “K, I need an exit.” He was quiet for a few moments, listening to whatever Kyo was saying on the other end.
Tyler’s face appeared in front of me, and only then did I realize how blurry my vision was. I blinked, and fat tears fell down my cheeks.
“Eve.” Tyler held his gun firmly in one hand, but his other cupped my cheek, wiping the tears away with his thumb. “I need you to be strong. We’ll get you through this. We’ll get you out. But you need to keep your shit together, baby.”
I can’t do this. Not again. I can’t.
“Yes, you can.” Alec crowded me in on the other side, his hand squeezing my waist. Apparently the filter between my brain and my mouth had disappeared. “Evie, you’re the strongest person I know. It’s time to pull those soaked panties up and get the fuck out of here.”
He flashed me his cocky, lopsided smirk that immediately made me want to call him an asshole—but it helped. It was dragging me out of my head, pulling me out of my panic, making my back straighten.
“Is this really the best time to make inappropriate jokes?” My voice still shook, but I was getting there. Feeling their touch grounded me. I placed my palms flat against the sides of their necks and pushed Light into them—giving them as much as I could in a short burst.
“There’s my girl.” Tyler smiled. Alec just nodded and moved to the door.
I took a deep breath, squared my shoulders, and walked to the door by Tyler’s side. Music still drifted out of the main event area, along with the sounds of polite conversation and clinking glassware.
“Why aren’t we hearing chaos?” I asked, my voice low.
“Wait for it,” Tyler replied. A mere two seconds later, the music cut off, and the timbre of the voices changed, growing more intense, more panicked.
“Wait, why aren’t you ordering everyone around?” My question was directed at Tyler, but he didn’t have a chance to answer.
“Time to go.” Alec pulled the door open and stepped through. I followed, staying as close as I could without impeding his range of movement. I could feel Tyler doing the same behind me.
In the foyer, beautifully dressed people were filing out of the function room and, to their credit, calmly if hurriedly making their way toward the exits. Melior Group agents ushered some people down in the service elevator, while others were sent up the few flights of stairs to the roof.
Alec led the way toward the same service elevators but headed past them. “Kyo said there’s a large balcony off the eighty-ninth floor—three floors below the roof, where the choppers are being sent. He said it looks abandoned and doesn’t appear to be a target. He’s sending Jamie up with gear. Is this the best option, Gabe?”
Tyler thought about it for only a few seconds. “Yes. For now. But things are changing fast—it’s like they had a plan, but they’re changing it as they go. They’re either really disorganized or really fucking