Jack In The Box

“Why did you bring me to your house?” I pinned him with a hard stare.

“As I have already mentioned, I did it to protect you.” Jackson declared in a matter of fact way.

“By drugging and kidnapping me?” I yelled at him, having an urge to throw something at him, a brick or a stone would suffice.

His eyes didn’t waver as he maintained eye contact, those hazel brown eyes with a speck of gold. He spoke with such authority that told me any further inquiry was not open for discussion. “I did what I thought was best. I trust you need to use the bathroom.” He pointed towards a door on the right. “Help yourself. I went out of my way and bought you some clothes that you can use during your stay here. There’s enough food in the fridge, and the kitchen is all yours.”

“Oh, how very kind of you Mr. Wolfe.” I said sarcastically, appearing touched. “What a nice host you are, to drug me, kidnap me and buy me clothes to make my stay comfortable here. How would I ever replay your kindness?”

Jackson chuckled. “Sleep in my bed, cater to my needs, cook for me like a sweetheart that you are and consider the generosity repaid.” He winked and smoothly ducked the large pillow that was aimed at him. “Gotta work on that aim, baby. If it’s a knife instead of a pillow it gotta go right through me not over me.” chuckling, he fixed his suit jacket, ran a hand through his already perfect dark hair and started to leave.

“I think I’m quite capable enough to take care of myself. I want to go home.”

Completely ignoring my protests, he continued. “Since I don’t have a personal Butler, we will have to figure out about the cooking. I, for one can survive on peanut butter and jelly for days on end, unless you, my dear, Cotton-Candy, can whip up something and make us both happy.”

“You’re not listening to a word I’m saying!” I yelled at him. “I want to go home and if you can’t, I’ll find a way. Maddy and Ken are going to start looking for me.”

Jackson just passed me his cocky grin, one that told me that no amount of threats were going to work against him. He was a man who’d surpassed the asylum security as well as the police. “Already taken care of.”

“Where in the world is my phone?” I realized. Could it be that Jackson sent fake texts through my phone and informed Maddy and Ken something about me? Some excuse that was good enough for the two to not be worried about me.

Folding my arms across my chest, I sat back. “Do I at least have the liberty to ask you where you are going?”

“I have some business to attend to.”

“Like threatening people to get information out of them?”

Jackson laughed. “Close but no cigar.”

Any amusement, he had before disappeared. “I won’t be gone for long, and just so you know, there aren’t any possible exits around here because I know you’re going to start looking for those the minute I step out. It would be in your best interest to stay inside the cabin. If anyone comes knocking, don’t open the door. No one is trustworthy.”

I snorted. “Funny that’s coming from someone like you.”

play dirty, well, I can show you just how dirty

do to me? Bite me? Cook

still had the smile plastered to his face, like he was mocking

That asshole!

of eating you is tempting, I wouldn’t do that. I didn’t go to such lengths of getting you here just to have your parts marinated and

I said firmly, keeping my head held high and maintaining eye contact, just so

me, glanced at his Rolex and made his way towards

heard him laugh and the door closed behind him. I was hoping

that made the whole kidnapping

a black Cadillac SUV, and backed out of the

was he getting all this money

it didn’t seem like any place to keep a kidnapped victim. I climbed out of bed and walked out of the bedroom to find a spacious sitting area, an electric fireplace made of stone opposite a flat screen mounted against the wall. The furniture

to admit but the place was

or something similar but I didn’t expect to see it stacked with fresh vegetables, meat and everything else needed for a good meal. He’d gone so far as to arranging different types of cheese in order. Drinks on the right side and fresh fruits below. I instantly felt better

a long sip, thinking if he was going to

he ate take out food. Plus, the food in the fridge was too tempting for me to even consider the prospect of starving. Even my pride

after I was

shaving cream, razors and all the other male stuff. I didn’t have a choice than to use

I found

For me.

a pair of shorts, but I didn’t trust Jackson enough to wear this around him. He didn’t need

remembering that kiss, made my heart beat faster and my toes literally curled thinking of the intensity. His hot, possessive mouth on mine, his strong hands feeling me up. I felt tears sting my eyes. I was ashamed to feel this way about

a long amount of time wondering what the hell

attracted to the wrong type

did not just admit

as I buried my face into

the door but all my attempts had

escaped the WoodVille asylum twice, for