Chapter 12 - Rhett
“Clear!” The word was repeated, shouted, several times throughout the clubhouse.
I opened my eyes just as the door to our room was kicked in. Suddenly, men in Kevlar vests stood in front of us when guns and flashlights aimed at our faces.
“Freeze! Put your hands where I can see ‘em!”
I raised my arms up, holding my hands to shield my eyes from the light. My sheets were still around my waist, hiding the lower half of my naked body—not that it would have mattered. It wouldn’t have been the first time the cops had seen me naked. Next to me, Margot sat up and covered her breasts.
“Hands up!” the cop reiterated.
“You can see her f*****g hands,” I told him. “Unless her t**s are weapons, you need to calm the f**k down.”
“Watch your mouth,” the cop growled, the barrel of
