Hero

Excerpt from : No Good Deed

He then turned back to Trixie, his harden expression, turning into one of concern as he looked at her. He approached her slowly as he softly spoke her name. “I'm just going to. . .” he began as he reached out and gingerly took a hold of her skirt and pulled it down as she had been exposed. He then looked around, wondering were that sick bastard had tossed her panties, but the room was kind of messy and had clothes everywhere. He then decided not to worry about it as his attention went back to her.

As he went to carefully scoop her up, she began to panic. She pushed at him, but she was so drugged, that there was no way she could have fought him off. “Whoa, Trixie. It's okay. It's me,” he spoke.

Trixie visibly calmed at the familiar voice. “Spud?” she asked, her eyes closed. When she heard Brad's answer she took another guess, “Jakey?”

“No, not Jake,” he told her once again, he then watched as her forehead creased as she tried to figure out who was carrying her.

Her eyes slightly opened as she saw a blurry image of a blonde. “Brad. . .” she whispered before her world went black again.