Bryan paced the concrete floor outside Jay"s cell. He had to get Heather out of there. Who in their right mind had allowed her to go in there in the first place… let alone lock her inside and leave her alone with an incoherent rogue? He pushed his fingers through his hair.
She didn"t look hurt. But was she hiding it? He inhaled.
All he could scent on the air was s*x.
He tugged at the door separating him from her again. It clanged but didn"t give. When would someone finally open the blasted thing?
Heather stepped closer to the bars. Her bare leg showed in the gap of the blanket as she walked. Her face was cast down. Her fingers played with the edges of the blanket she wore like a shawl.
"Where are her clothes?"
Her face flushed. He glowered at Jay, who motioned to a little pile of clo
