thought processes.
Snagging her hand between his, he drew her to stand between his and Joey’s thighs. Joey caught her other hand, and she looked between them. Something softened in her eyes.
“We like having you here, Jayla. I’d like to know you better,” Gabriel said.
She made a quiet noise. They wrapped her in their arms. She went soft and pliant immediately. “I want to know you better too. Your relationship intrigues me.”
“Why, because we live and love openly?” Joey asked.
“No, because what you have is special. Most people never see it in a lifetime.” She looked between them, wonder in her eyes. “I want to find out your secret.”
“It’s give and take, sweets. And learning as much as we can about each other so we try not to overstep boundaries. But when it comes down to it, Gabe and I had chemistry from the beginning. We feel that with you too.”
She sucked in a breath. Several heartbeats passed, and then she slipped off their thighs and put distance between them. The tension was back in her stance. “Things are happening too fast, and everything I know is jumbled up. But the one thing I do know is I need to find Blaine. Even if this means my safety is at risk. My life isn’t worth all those of the people he’s hurting by setting these fires.”
She had a point, but no way was Gabriel letting her put her life in jeopardy. “Absolutely not. Leave it to me.”
»»•««
Jayla took a deep breath and stepped out of the cab. The minute her boots hit the pavement, she glanced right and left. Her instinct to jump back into the vehicle and head back to the guys’ house made her legs stiff. While they showered, she’d sneaked out. Right about now they were probably going crazy. Hopefully they found her note about the text code she planned to use to let them know she was all right.
Looking around, she found the world to be normal. Maybe nothing was terrifying after all. No photographers or reporters crowded her. No dangers popped up. I’ve amplified this in my own mind. And Gabriel and Joey’s safety-first attitude is off-base. I’m perfectly safe.
With confidence, she headed down the sidewalk, moving with the midday pedestrians headed out for a late lunch or a bit of fresh air before finishing the rest of their days.
The street wasn’t a main one in the city but was filled with small businesses. She passed two pubs and a carpet store before she spotted the sign she was looking for. Pacific Pools and Spas.
Her heart skipped and shot off faster than ever. The authorities were turning the world upside looking for him. Surely the employees were wary of talking about him. Why would she say she was looking for him?
She’d rehearsed it a handful of times on the ride over but the words were gone, vanished with her nerves. Guess I’m winging it.
She fixed her gaze on the front of the shop. Big glass windows filled with doll-sized model pools and a display rack of water treatment supplies. What the hell had Blaine been thinking to start this mess? He’d been a crappy boyfriend, but she’d never for a minute guess he was sick and dangerous.
Pausing outside the business, she fought her inner urge to bolt. Then her phone vibrated. It hadn’t taken long for the guys to find that note.
Scooting to the side of the façade, she shot off a response to Gabriel’s text chewing her out. The eagle has landed.
Seconds later, You’re getting spanked for this, appeared on her screen. Excitement prickled through her body. Jeez, she had to get a grip. She was losing it.
Switching off her phone and dropping it into her handbag, she approached Pacific Pools and Spas. When she opened the door, the familiar scents of the place that had clung to Blaine hit her full-force.
Her pulse pounded in her temples, and she resisted the desire to massage them. She stared at the guy leaning against the front counter, speaking with a woman.
The man looked up. His face blanked for a minute before recognition
Snagging her hand between his, he drew her to stand between his and Joey’s thighs. Joey caught her other hand, and she looked between them. Something softened in her eyes.
“We like having you here, Jayla. I’d like to know you better,” Gabriel said.
She made a quiet noise. They wrapped her in their arms. She went soft and pliant immediately. “I want to know you better too. Your relationship intrigues me.”
“Why, because we live and love openly?” Joey asked.
“No, because what you have is special. Most people never see it in a lifetime.” She looked between them, wonder in her eyes. “I want to find out your secret.”
“It’s give and take, sweets. And learning as much as we can about each other so we try not to overstep boundaries. But when it comes down to it, Gabe and I had chemistry from the beginning. We feel that with you too.”
She sucked in a breath. Several heartbeats passed, and then she slipped off their thighs and put distance between them. The tension was back in her stance. “Things are happening too fast, and everything I know is jumbled up. But the one thing I do know is I need to find Blaine. Even if this means my safety is at risk. My life isn’t worth all those of the people he’s hurting by setting these fires.”
She had a point, but no way was Gabriel letting her put her life in jeopardy. “Absolutely not. Leave it to me.”
»»•««
Jayla took a deep breath and stepped out of the cab. The minute her boots hit the pavement, she glanced right and left. Her instinct to jump back into the vehicle and head back to the guys’ house made her legs stiff. While they showered, she’d sneaked out. Right about now they were probably going crazy. Hopefully they found her note about the text code she planned to use to let them know she was all right.
Looking around, she found the world to be normal. Maybe nothing was terrifying after all. No photographers or reporters crowded her. No dangers popped up. I’ve amplified this in my own mind. And Gabriel and Joey’s safety-first attitude is off-base. I’m perfectly safe.
With confidence, she headed down the sidewalk, moving with the midday pedestrians headed out for a late lunch or a bit of fresh air before finishing the rest of their days.
The street wasn’t a main one in the city but was filled with small businesses. She passed two pubs and a carpet store before she spotted the sign she was looking for. Pacific Pools and Spas.
Her heart skipped and shot off faster than ever. The authorities were turning the world upside looking for him. Surely the employees were wary of talking about him. Why would she say she was looking for him?
She’d rehearsed it a handful of times on the ride over but the words were gone, vanished with her nerves. Guess I’m winging it.
She fixed her gaze on the front of the shop. Big glass windows filled with doll-sized model pools and a display rack of water treatment supplies. What the hell had Blaine been thinking to start this mess? He’d been a crappy boyfriend, but she’d never for a minute guess he was sick and dangerous.
Pausing outside the business, she fought her inner urge to bolt. Then her phone vibrated. It hadn’t taken long for the guys to find that note.
Scooting to the side of the façade, she shot off a response to Gabriel’s text chewing her out. The eagle has landed.
Seconds later, You’re getting spanked for this, appeared on her screen. Excitement prickled through her body. Jeez, she had to get a grip. She was losing it.
Switching off her phone and dropping it into her handbag, she approached Pacific Pools and Spas. When she opened the door, the familiar scents of the place that had clung to Blaine hit her full-force.
Her pulse pounded in her temples, and she resisted the desire to massage them. She stared at the guy leaning against the front counter, speaking with a woman.
The man looked up. His face blanked for a minute before recognition
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