When Kendra decides to attend the local high school football game, a mad scientist who plans to hold her for experimentation snatches her. She’s not sure what to think when a tall, dark, and handsome stranger comes to her rescue.
Imagine Galen's surprise when he finds the attractive red head he's sent to retrieve from Dr. Thornton's newest lab is more than he bargained for. What are the odds of finally finding one's much-anticipated mate naked in a lab?
Silence was the first thing Kendra noticed when she woke. She still wore the seatbelt. She felt it stretching over her shoulder and snaking between her breasts.
Opening her eyes just a crack, she glanced around. She was alone!
Numbness crept up her legs and she moved them to try to get the feeling back. She moved her arms just to make sure they worked. At least she wasn’t restrained. Maybe, if she was careful, she could release her seatbelt, open the door and make a run for it before her captors realized she was awake.
Hand on the door handle, Kendra was just about to push the door open when she heard voices growing closer.
“We’ll lock her in as soon as we get there.” It was the crazy Englishman she heard talking. “By my calculations, she should shift roughly fifteen minutes after we reach the lab.”
Ha! She’s ready to shift herself out of this vehicle right now, you crazy bastard!
Slowly, so as not to draw their attention, she moved her left hand to her seatbelt, keeping her right on the handle, ready to yank it, push the door open and run. She found the latch and pressed the button. The restraint loosened and slid out of the way. In one quick motion, she opened the door, threw herself out of the SUV and ran.
Kendra ran down the side of the road for several hundred feet before she paused, using a few critical seconds get her bearings. Where was she? She bit her lips when she saw nothing but miles of desert in front of her. She turned around and saw the same behind her.
Where could she go? The desert stretched out for miles in both directions. There was no forest, no houses and, more importantly, nowhere to hide. Her shoulders slumped and she turned around. If she ran, they would certainly climb in the SUV and run her down. Maybe the smartest course of action was to get back in the stupid vehicle and hope they took her somewhere where she would have a better chance at escape.
“You aren’t going to run?” the big guy with the scar asked.
He stared at her with that blank expression, his arms crossed over his wide chest. His bored look told her nothing of what he thought, though she had the distinct impression he was shocked by the fact she didn’t try.
“Why?” She shrugged. “I figured there was no use in even trying. I wouldn’t get far. You’d just chase me down and capture me again. Besides,” she added waving her arm in a wide arc. “Where would I go?”
“Right. Where would you go? Keep that in mind that there are no cops out here to save you. There isn’t some miraculous superhero who’s going to show up and rescue you. There is just you, me, the doc and his scientists. If you can remember that, you might just live long enough to see another birthday.”
Somehow, Kendra doubted she would get that chance. Men like these didn’t release people who could identify them. She could identify both of these men and they knew it.
“Grab the girl and let’s go, Martin. I want her at the compound to tape her first shift.”
“Shift?” she asked as she walked past Martin. The fight in her was gone. They had taken her out into the middle of the desert. Even if she did manage to escape, where would she go? It was dark and there was nothing but sand and tumbleweeds as far as the eye could see.
It wasn’t until she was strapped into the backseat of the vehicle that Kendra realized it was nearly one in the morning. It was dark and she had been able to see down the lonely stretch of desert road as though it was daylight.
Leaning her head back, she closed her eyes with a smile. A dream. This was all a dream. She let out a relieved sigh. She needed to stop reading those scary stories. They always gave her nightmares. She decided to go back to sleep and when she woke up for real, she’d be home again.
Frowning, she covered her stomach with her hand. It was a good thing it was Saturday. She definitely wasn’t feeling well.