Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY EXT 357

A group of my friends were all hanging out, talking about what fun things we should plan over the next few weeks. So many options came up. Clubs, museums, the movies, some of the Vegas hot spots, and then one idea gave me the chills. An Escape Room. I HATED the idea!

Everyone thinks it’s a great “team-building” activity. As a group, you get LOCKED in a room and have to find clues to escape by working together. On the other hand, I feel like it’s a setup for a horror movie. I just know we’ll be locked inside by some psycho who wants to play “Saw” and makes us cut our eyeballs out to find the key he stashed behind them. I voted no!

Phone Sex Adventures of Kayla Being Hunted:

 

“Awe, Kayla is too chicken.” A man I had only met once or twice teased. He’s a bigger guy with a ton of hot tattoos, and there is something about him that screams “CONTROL.” His hair is shaved close to his head, and every time he comes around, I feel the need to drop to my KNEES.

“Am not.” I puffed out my chest and lifted my chin which made him smile.

“Are too.” He lifted a drink to his smirking lips and sipped as though it didn’t matter what I said.

“I’d just rather beat your ass in the bowling or something. Not a place where we have to work as a team.” Everyone chuckled, and even I didn’t believe myself. The conversation moved on to other things, but Wolf stalked toward me. He’s taller than me, and I had to look WAY up to meet his eyes. There was a PLAYFUL gleam in his gaze that made me nervous.

“I DARE you to prove to me you aren’t a scared little girl.” I hate being dared. It’s like I have a glitch in my brain that makes me want to prove myself to macho men like Wolf. “I have some friends that run the Escape Room on Meadows lane. They’ll let us in tonight.” Inside, I felt like I might barf, but I couldn’t let him see my fear. So I let my eyes roll into the back of my head and scoffed.

“Fine.” I spouted off like it didn’t faze me and waved my hand in the air. “Let’s go.” He snickered as he’d already won and held out his elbow for me to take. Something felt off about his gentleman-like gesture—a Wolf in *****’s clothing, for sure.

 

The Rigged Escape Room

 

“I’ll be with you the whole time.” He whispered in my ear. I don’t know why but that promise felt more like damnation, but I ignored my intuition and vowed to be brave. We slipped out of the house and into his truck. We didn’t talk much as he drove us toward the terrible, stupid idea, but I could feel him looking over at me every few minutes. I was wearing thin grey leggings and a baggy sweater I’d stolen from some boy at some point. The sports bra under it was new and one of my favorites, and like always, I’d skipped wearing panties that day—a fact I’d regret later.

The parking lot was empty when we arrived. The building looked dark and abandoned, but I forced myself to just get through it. I’d find the clues and get out super-fast! It’d be over in less than thirty minutes, I told myself.

He helped me out of the truck, and I pressed myself under his big arm, clutching my fingers in his soft tee shirt. God, he SMELLED SO GOOD as I pressed my nose into his back. He laughed and held onto my shoulder. “You look scared.” He teased and tugged lightly on my ponytail. I scowled up at him but didn’t speak. I knew if I tried, my voice would crack. We walked up to the door, and he greeted a man our age. I peeked around his body to note the place looked like a giant warehouse converted into some sort of dungeon’s maze. It was dark, damp and the walls were rusty.

 

“Right this way.”

 

“Right this way.” His friend started down the only hallway. The fluorescent light above us flickered, and I grabbed even tighter to Wolf’s side. My HEART was racing against my ribs, and I wondered if he could feel it. His friend stopped in front of a cell-like room and opened the heavy door. It creaked loudly in protest. My knees felt like Jell-O, but Wolf dragged me quickly into the cell. “You have an hour to find the clues and escape, or… you’ll ***.” His friend laughed loudly as he slammed the cell door and locked it with a thick key. “Good luck!”

I let go of Wolf to grab the bars of the cell’s door. I shook it as hard as I could, and while it rattled loudly, it didn’t budge. Finally, panic started to set in, and breathing became hard. “I do-don’t like this.” I stuttered.

“Here, silly chicken.” Wolf pulled a small flask from his back pocket and lifted it to me. “Just a sip to ease your nerves.”

 

“Just a sip to ease your nerves.”

 

“I’m not a ch-chicken.” I felt my brows pulling together and forced myself to relax. I NEVER drink, I’m still not old enough to anyway, but at this point, I didn’t care. I took the flask from his hand and took a hearty gulp. When I finished, I passed the flask back and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. The liquid burned as it went down my throat, and I knew instantly something was wrong. “I- I?” I shook my head.

My tongue felt SWOLLEN inside my mouth, and my head was swimming! “Wolf?” My hands reached out for him as the room started to close in on me. His smile was the last thing I saw as my hands clutched for his chest, and I felt my knees give out from under me. I felt his hands scoop me up as I melted and heard the soft tone of his voice as I drifted away.

“Don’t fight it, little chicken. I’ll be right here with you the whole time.”…

To be continued.

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