She’d attached the leash to the submissive’s collar but had removed it on my request. “She’s seen it, and we’re handling it.”
Fuck. She wore very little makeup and had a clear, fair complexion complimented by dark pink lips in a pleasant cupid’s bow shape. She held her bottom lip between her teeth as she stared longingly at the lines of coke running across the table’s glass surface. He sounded amused, but his tone had an undercurrent of malice. She was clearly some sort of security for Quentin and looked intimidating as hell, guarding our only way out. Everyone in this helicopter deserved a nice weekend away from the city. Thanks to movies and my experience with Bobbi’s dealer, Candice, I expected people who were emaciated, with bad teeth and other health problems to attack us or get aggressive about taking drugs. Take the win.”
I followed Chloe’s glance to Helen, who was whispering with Erin.
