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gotten Lucien. He’d help her, maybe even not tell her
father about this. “I’m sorry I called you. I didn’t mean to actually, but I
need someone to come get me.” Had he understood anything she had just said? It
sounded like a mumble of words to her?
    “ Christ ,
is this Callie?”
    Her pulse skyrocketed at hearing him say her name.
She had to be sick in the head to have any kind of sexual attraction for a man
that was in his forties, but she couldn’t help it. “Yeah.” She licked her dry lips. “It’s me, and I swear to God I didn’t mean to call
you.”
    “Fucking hell, Callie, are you drunk?” He may have
phrased it as a question, but she could tell in his voice that he knew she was.
She was slurring her words for fuck’s sake, and couldn’t even see straight
anymore.
    “Can you come get me?” She heard him curse and then
heard the sound of more rustling. “Please don’t tell my dad.”
    “Fuck, Callie. Goddammit.” He was stringing out curses now. “Where are you?”
    She rattled off the address of where the party was,
and told him she would be a few blocks down from there on a bench. She hoped he
could find her with those shitty directions.
    “Don’t move, Callie. Do you understand me?”
    “Yeah.” She leaned back on the bench and felt her stomach tighten again.
    “I mean it, don’t you fucking move.” He breathed out
roughly. “Is there anyone with you right now?”
    “No.” God, her stomach felt like shit.
    “Fucking hell, Callie. Okay, go somewhere that is discreet and wait for me, okay?”
    She blinked back the dizziness, and nodded, but then
realized he couldn’t see her. “There isn’t anyone around with me, Lucien, and
this neighborhood is not good. I’m probably safest under this light, or if I
try and walk back to the party.”
    God, did he understand any of that, because she sure
didn’t. The reality was even if he told her to go back to the party she didn’t
know if she would make it without either passing out on her damn face, or
getting mugged.
    “Dammit.” He cursed again, and then once more, and
then she heard a door open and close. The sound of a car starting came through
the receiver, and she couldn’t help but feel this wave of relief pass through
her. “I’ll be there as soon as I can, and if someone tries to mess with you I
want you to fucking kick their ass, and worry later. But I want to stay on the
phone with you until then, okay?”
    She nodded, but of course the sound of her phone
beeping because the battery was dying came through. “Okay, but my battery is
going to die.”
    “Of course it fucking is.” He seemed to mumble under
his breath. “Stay on the phone with me until it does, Callie.”
    She only managed to stay on the phone for another
five minutes before her phone died. She shoved the now worthless electronic in
her skirt pocket, which was a hell of a lot harder than it sounded, and leaned
back on the bench. She stared at the house across the street. It was rundown,
debilitated, and reminded her sometimes of how she felt on the inside. She
didn’t know how close Lucien was, but she hoped it was closer than the thirty
minute hike her dad had to make. She just hoped Lucien didn’t tell Kink,
because if her dad found this out, or found out she had called the President of
his MC, he would go fucking ballistic.

Chapter Four
     
    Lucien should have called Kink right away when he
got off the phone with her, but dammit he hadn’t been thinking about anything
else aside from getting to Callie and making sure she was okay. Kink was surely
going to shit bricks when he found out his little girl was piss ass drunk and
sitting alone at some fucking bus stop.
    Lucien had just kicked the woman he had picked up at
the club to fuck out of his house, thrown on a pair of jeans and a shirt, and
gotten the hell out of there. Callie’s mom lived about half an hour from River
Run, and the address Callie gave him wasn’t too far off from there. He