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Chapter Six

Kellen cringed when he saw what Shade’s little helper had done to the intricate weave of knots he and Owen had made to bind their band’s vocalist. It had been enough of a challenge to make the pattern work with the little lights getting in the way, but if a person didn’t know what they were doing when restraining or releasing a person, a lot of damage could be done to a person’s soft tissues. Luckily, Shade was more hard than soft, but there was no way Kellen would be able to undo this mess. The art of untying was almost as practiced as the precise sequence required to bind someone properly.

“Did you make this mess?” Kellen asked the lovely black girl who was ringing her hands together and almost in tears.

“Don’t take time to lay blame, just get me out of this,” Shade said.

Kellen disconnected the plug from the wall. “Gabe, get me a knife. We’re going to have to cut him—”

Before Kellen could finish the thought, the young woman launched herself across Shade’s lap and was practically hissing at Kellen to back off. He would have laughed at her attempts to protect such a big, muscular guy, if Shade wasn’t in danger of blood clots and tissue damage from lack of blood flow.

“I’ll help him,” the woman insisted. “Don’t cut him.”

“He’s not going to cut Shade,” Gabe said, with an exasperated shake of his head. “He’s going to cut the wires. Now get back, Kellen needs to see what he’s doing.”

Gabe placed a knife in Kellen’s hand and as soon as Shade’s female savior moved out of the way, Kellen looked for the snag in Owen’s original design. He severed one cord near Shade’s left shoulder and another just beneath his sternum. The wires loosened and Shade took a relieved breath. Kellen handed the knife back to Gabe. “You could have cut him free.”

“How was I supposed to know that?” Gabe said.

“Aren’t you the brains of this operation?”

“Not about stuff like that.”

“Well, see if you can get his arms loose,” Kellen said to Gabe. He didn’t want to waste any more time out here with these guys when he had exactly what he wanted in the tour bus’s bedroom. And she was alone with his charmer of a best friend “Just start at the last knot and work your way backwards. Think of it as a puzzle.”

“I’m not untying him,” Gabe said. “You untie him.”

“I’ll do it,” Lindsey’s friend offered.

“What’s your name?” Kellen asked her.

“Vanessa.”

“Vanessa, do you promise you’ll be patient and not jerk on the ropes as you untie them?”

“I promise not to jerk any ropes,” she said, “but there is something in his pants I’d like to jerk.” She burst out laughing when Kellen’s eyes opened wide in astonishment.

“I’ll leave you to that then,” Kellen said. “He has been really cranky. Maybe blowing his load in front of a crowd will cheer him up.”

Vanessa’s jaw dropped. Kellen decided she wasn’t used to men countering her outlandish statements with outlandish statements of their own.

Her dark-eyed gaze flittered to the bedroom door. “You be good to my Lindsey,” she said.

“Oh, I’ll be good to her,” Kellen promised, “but don’t be alarmed when she screams.”