Chapter 94: I'm the One Tied Up

The Justin Timberlake song starts over again and Trey's eyes narrow at me. I give him my best innocent look to remind him I'm the one tied up here. From one instant to the next his expression changes. Reaching above me, Trey brings the still loose back section of his shirt over my eyes blocking out my light. The bed moves and I still to focus on listening for where he is, but I don't feel him next to me. The pounding of my heart drowns out any other sound in my vicinity.

"Hello," Trey answers my phone in the kitchen.

He's not talking to my sister? He wouldn't dare. Would he? Of course he would, he's Trey. The blue material stops just below my eyes, not being long enough to reach my entire face from where my hands are tied. I try to move my head from side to side to uncover my face, but it doesn't budge. The bed dips again and a hand settles on my exposed stomach as his voice washes over me.