“Why don’t you get inside, Ms. Montgomery,” Mr. Jones called to me again. “The street’s no place to be right now.”
As usual, the man made sense.
I stopped, thought a minute, then finally relented to his suggestion. I supposed that riding back to the penthouse next to Mr. Jones would be easier than walking back on my own power, so I slipped in the front seat beside him. I could already imagine Theo’s wrath coming down on me as soon as he learned what I’d just done with my night. How I’d escaped the penthouse. He would assume I was running away.
“You saw me leave?” I finally asked the bodyguard, after a few minutes of awkward silence.
“You’re Mr. Gray’s property. It’s my job to protect you,” he said.
“So, then take me back,” I sighed. “Might as well.”
But Mr. Jones wasn’t taking me any
