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“In fact, we might all want to give them some space,” Prince said, then added, “They…are kind of into each other.”
Kirk’s head cocked to the side. “Are you guys playing matchmaker for those two?”
Binx gave Kirk his best innocent face. “Whatever do you mean?”
“Mmmhmm. Whatever, but if Carrillo’s nephew comes out of there dead, you all can explain it to the mob boss.”
Ignoring that, Binx said, “Let’s have our lunch outside. Gives them some privacy and let’s us enjoy the view.”
“Yeah,” Mal said, playing along. “You all go out and we’ll bring the food.”
“Fine,” Kirk said and went into the living room to let the rest of them know.
“What about Ruben and his guys?” Prince asked in a rushed whisper.
“We’ll have to chance it. I think they’re probably doing some yelling, so hopefully they don’t hear anything,” Mal said as he started for the basement door. “We’re locking them in, right? Or did I misinterpret?”
“No, darling,” Binx said. “You are very good at taking cues.”
Mal yipped a laugh and clapped. “I’ll go make sure Kirk is getting all the guys out of here. You guys grab the food. I’ll be back to help after.”
Binx was nothing if not great under pressure. It came from living for years with two strict Doms. When he’d gathered all the food together in bowls and cutting boards, he started out of the kitchen, followed by Prince.
As they hurried out, Ruben and his men were heading down the stairs. Binx jerked his head for Ruben to follow, and the three men followed Binx outside.
While Marius and Dallas started getting food, Binx and Prince grabbed Ruben to the side porch to let him in on what was happening, of course, after they grilled him.
“What happened?” Binx asked. “We know Marius volunteered.”
“We’re mad, of course, but…he made it clear this was his job. It’s the reason he came, and being with us, well, it doesn’t take away from that. He would never ask us to stop working the ranch, so we can’t ask him.”
“I bet you’re scared. I am. Dex volunteered too.”
Ruben and Prince embraced; two men worried for their partners.
Binx thought to ease them. “They’re big and tough, both of them. I’m sure they’ll be okay. They’re taking guns, right?”
Prince nodded. “I made sure he was.”
“Then it’ll be fine! They might even be the ones that catch him. Well, one or the other.”
The others were talking steadily on the other part of the porch, so the subject returned to the two in the basement. Ruben asked in a whisper, “Do you think they’re okay?”
“I hope so,” Prince whispered. “Either they’ll hookup or they’ll kill each other.”
“Let’s hope it’s the former,” Binx said. “If they are both dead, my Sirs will know it’s my fault.”
“Why?” they both asked.
“I get…in trouble. A lot. Well, I used to. It’s been a while.”
When Indio heard the feet stomping on the stairs, he knew who he’d see as he turned from his cot. And there he was, the pain in the ass rich boy.
Sel was red in the face and his eyes were on fire from his anger. “Who the fuck do you think you are?”
“Go the fuck away, boy.”
Indio was completely caught off guard when Sel moved closer instead of heading back up the stairs and pushed him the second Indio got to his feet.
