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Wyatt: "Don't play with me, Creed. The girl you were with tonight, where is she?" Victor asked Creed. Macy had schooled her breathing to barely alive. It was me who was having a hard time controlling my breathing. Between her being in my arms and the smell of her perfume filling the small space, I couldn't focus on anything but how soft her stomach was against my hand. "Abby is nothing to you, Victor. I thought I made that clear?" Who is Abby? I thought. Victor's hairy lips turned up in a smile at Creed's words. He snapped, making the man behind him pull a gun on Creed. Before the sight of that gun was focused on Creed, Macy had two nines pulled from her pants. One on Victor and one on his friend. "Not yet, love. Let's see how this plays out. Brandon and Cain have him covered." I whi