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Saint placed a gentle hand on my lower back. “Bailey, someone threw a brick through our window last night, remember? A brick with your name on it. Figuratively, of course. Do you think it’s safe right now to leave?”
My stomach knotted. This was why I hadn’t wanted to tell them about Billy to begin with. They would want to protect me and the only way they could was to keep me here. But I didn’t want to live in fear. Not anymore.
“Look, the guys that did that know that I live here. That’s why they came here. My old place probably isn’t even on their radar. As far as anyone knows, I haven’t been up there for a year. I’ll be fine.” No one except Maureen knew that I lived here with four feral men who’ve been dead for over a hundred years.
“I don’t like it, Bailey,” Grim rasped. “Why can’t Maureen just come here?”
I released an irritated sigh. “Because it’s not really a girls’ night if the four of you are lurking about and eavesdropping. And don’t try to deny it. That is exactly what you’d do.”
Raine flashed me a wide grin. “Go have fun, little vixen. I’ll keep these assholes entertained.”
“Of course, you’re on board with this,” Saint growled.
Raine shrugged. “Bailey’s a grown woman. If she wants to party with her friend, she doesn’t need our permission. One brick does not equal a lockdown.”
Psycho or not, he was the only voice of reason right now.
Grim snorted. “Such a kiss ass.”
Raine smirked. “Kiss, lick, fuck… I’m gonna do all sorts of things to her ass.”
“Not tonight you aren’t,” Poe hissed. “Bailey, we promise we’ll leave you alone if you and Maureen stay here.”
I tightened my grip on my overnight bag and looked each one of them in the eye. “No. If this is going to work, I need to have a life outside of this house.”
Saint ran a hand through his long hair before tying it up into a top knot. “You’re right. I can’t promise you we won’t be worried all night but if this is what you need, then go.”
Grim huffed while Poe looked like his dog just died. Raine was the only one who didn’t seem the least bit concerned. He smirked into his coffee mug. Fuck, that man was always pleased with himself.
I tilted up to plant a kiss on Saint’s lips. “Thank you.”
Grim pulled me into his chest, his hands on my hips, and kissed me hard. He tasted like maple syrup and chicory. “Be careful, little fox.”
I nodded as I moved to Poe. He embraced me with his whole body, hugging me tight to his chest. He pressed his forehead to mine. “How is it that you can make me so fucking feral one minute and then turn me into a needy puppy the next?”
“I love both those sides of you,” I whispered between us.
My stomach knotted as I turned to face Raine. We stared at each other for what seemed like entirely too long as if we were the only two people in the room. He licked his lips and wrapped his hand around my neck. “Come here.”
I whimpered as he gave my throat a light squeeze. His blue-green eyes flickered with a carnal hunger that sent tingles straight to my core. “When you’re in bed later tonight… you better think of me when you’re playing with yourself, little vixen.”
My breath hitched, moisture pooling between my thighs. All I could muster was a nod. This man made me want to do things that were unholy.
“I’ll walk you out,” Saint quipped.
I lingered at the front door. “Thanks again for backing me. I really need this tonight.”
He nodded. “I left a present in your bag. Don’t look at it until you get there. It’s a surprise.”
“It better not be a vibrator. Maureen will think I’m a sex addict.” I chuckled.
Saint kissed my cheek before opening the front door. “You’ll just have to wait and see.”
By the time I got in my car, the front door was already closed. But as I pulled out of the driveway, I spotted Raine in one of the second-story windows, his brow furrowed against the glass. Maybe he was just as concerned as the rest of them.
I flashed him a grin and sped off down the street.
The gates of Bishop Mortuary creaked in the wind. A flutter of butterflies swam in my belly as I drove through them, taking note of the chipped paint and rusty hinges. This place had been relatively untouched for about fifteen years. The brush had grown thick around the edges of the building, weeds as tall as me snaked up the walls.
