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“If no one is sick or dying, then you should know, whatever the reason, we’re here to talk you out of it,” Boone said.
“More like persuade you out of it,” Kasey said, as I kept walking sideways, and backwards.
I couldn’t help the little smirk that suddenly tugged on my lips.
“So let me get this straight. You abandoned Dirty Coyote with all those fans waiting to hear you play to come home and persuade me not to leave. Is that true?”
“Didn’t even hesitate,” Austin confirmed, grinning.
“So, you’re going back, right?” I asked.
“Not tonight, and not without you,” Kasey said.
“You don’t understand. I’ve been lying to you,” I told them, finally getting it out in the open.
“We don’t care,” Austin said. “Whatever it is, we don’t give a fuck.”
“I’m not who I say I am,” I said, trying to get a handle on the situation.
“Yes, you are. We had you checked out. You’re Liberty Gallagher. You’re from Nashville. You have five siblings, parents who own and run a veterinarian hospital, and you work for Marcia Reynolds of The Reynolds Group,” Kasey said as he unbuttoned his shirt, then yanked it over his head. “And now you’re part of our band. Part of Austin Sentry Band, and we don’t take that lightly.”
Boone stopped and pulled off his boots. His socks came off with them, then he unzipped his jeans.
“Wait. You know I work for Marcia?”
“Ace, we know everything about you. It’s our job as dads to make sure everyone who takes care of our kids is good people. You’re good people.”
I shook my head but kept walking backwards while they kept disrobing. “No, I’m not. I lied. I even lied when I showed up at seven for that initial interview.”
“Yeah, we know about that, too,” Boone said. “The agency told us your appointment was at noon. But none of that matters. We have other plans.”
I couldn’t help it when I flashed on a Chris Stapleton song, and I had to belt out the chorus fromYou Should Probably Leave.
They joined in with the chorus, but the lyrics didn’t stop us.
Instead, the words seemed to emboldened us.
“What doesother plansmean, exactly?” I asked as I unbuttoned my powder-blue shirt and slipped it off, dropping it on the floor to join their clothes, already littering my cottage. They weren’t the only ones who could strip during this conversation.
“It means that you’re a part of us,” Kasey said.
“A big part,” Boone said, stepping out of his jeans, revealing his obvious erection under his steel-gray tight boxers. My mouth watered in anticipation of what he would do to me.
I’d been leading them to the bedroom without consciously thinking about it. I unzipped my skirt and let that fall as well. No stockings tonight. Just skimpy bright-pink panties and a matching mini-cup sheer bra.
“And if it means we have to sign with The Reynolds Group, then work up the docs,” Austin said. “You know what we want. Figure it out and give us a deal we can’t refuse.”
I couldn’t believe he was agreeing to this. All this time, I’d been so scared to tell them, to confess my dirty, little secret, and they didn’t even care.
Fifteen more minutes, and I would’ve been gone.
“Thank God for Loraine,” I mumbled.
“Like we always say, that woman is our guardian angel,” Austin whispered.
“And apparently mine too,” I agreed.
“Like I said, we’re here to persuade you any way we can,” Kasey told me.
