He jerked his head toward Chase. “Out.” “Yes, sir,” Chase mocked, saluting Asher like he was a drill sergeant. He pushed past him and out into the bedroom. I moved toward the door, needing air, but Asher blocked my way, backing me into the enclosed space again. He barked over his shoulder, “Lock the door. Seven minutes.” The last thing I saw was Marcus’ face, split in a wide grin,
