"Of course we won't." I slid my arms around her, pulling her back to me and holding her close. "No one but us is touching you." Especially now I'd had a taste of her. The way her pussy clenched around my cock was nothing short of addictive. The connection between us, undeniable. I'd never felt about anyone the way I felt about her. It was too late to think 'if I'm not careful, I'll fall for her.' I already had. I was all the way in with this woman, literally and figuratively.
"Agreed," Forrest said. "We'll do whatever we have to do to keep you safe."
"What about Savannah?" she asked. "We can't let them take her and do nothing."
"You know…" Woody said slowly.
"No," I said immediately.
"You didn't let me finish." We both knew what he was about to say. "This might be the only way to get her friend back."
Woody shrugged. He picked up the container of sushi and stepped away to finish it off.
"What might be the only way?" Sable asked. She looked over her shoulder at me.
"Setting a trap for them," I said. "Using you as bait."
"Oh." her shoulders slumped. "If that's what it takes."
"See, she's willing," Woody said.
"This isn't just up to her," I said. If we refused to go along with this, that would be the end of it, whether she and Woody liked it or not.
Forrest looked thoughtful. He hadn't given his opinion one way or the other, which made me nervous as hell. When Forrest decided on a course of action, there was nothing we could do to stop him from seeing it through. If he agreed we should do this…
"We make a plan," Forrest said.
I stared at him. "You can't be serious. I'm usually the one with the bad jokes."
"This isn't a joke," Forrest said.
"It absolutely is." I kept my arms around her like I could protect her from him and his bad decisions. "You'd honestly risk her?"
"I'll do it to get Savannah back," Sable whispered. "If it's the only way… I don't want to spend the rest of my life wondering what happened to her, thinking there was something I could do and I didn't do it."
"Sable is right," Woody said. "No one wants to live that way." His eyes glazed as he thought back to his missing sister. If anyone knew what it was like to endure it, it was him.
I felt sorry for him. I did. His situation sucked, but to risk Sable? That was crazy talk.
"We have the resources," Forrest said.
Fuck.
I knew that tone. That was his 'this decision has been made, and we'll be moving forward with it,' tone. The same one he used in court when he passed judgement and sentencing. His decision was final. No appeal would be considered.
I let her go and stepped back. "For the record, this is absolutely nuts. There has to be an alternative."
"If you can think of one, I'm listening," Forrest said. "These people knew the cops were onto them. They had no qualms about killing one of them. They're ruthless. So are we."
"Yeah, we are, but we're usually not stupid," I said.
"We're not going to be stupid now." Forrest's voice was perfectly even in spite of the exhaustion on his face. "We'll plan everything carefully and execute it like we always do."
"That's the word I'm worried about," I said, waving a finger at him. "Execute. You know they won't mind killing us if we get in their way, right?"
"If you're scared, you can sit this out," Forrest said.
Great. Of course, he'd hit me right in the ego. The one place he knew to aim to get me to do what he wanted.