An orgy? Only one thought crossed my mind right then: an orgy with her and her guys and me and mine would be… fucking hot. The thought of her with Mike had already crossed my mind in the past. I didn’t think Kieran would go for something like that, especially if Jason was involved, but Fang would probably be down.
The possibilities had never seemed sexier.
Lola sighed again. “Seriously, girl, I’m gonna miss you so much. This city won’t be the same without you.”
“I don’t know about that. I think you’ll make sure it stays the same.”
A chuckle left her chest. “Yeah, you’re probably right.”
My thoughts, as we left the house, were still on that adult-orientated party she suggested, but beyond that, I knew this city would be in good hands. Lola would make sure about that.
Things happened fast after that. I had no hand in what happened to Tessa’s body, and Kieran was simply smug to know she was gone. Jason had already washed his hands of it before he left,so I didn’t tell him. I figured I wouldn’t, unless he ever outright asked me.
Fang had to bequeath his metal shop to his brother, while Mike moved most of his stuff to Lola’s house, so his brother could look after it. The Luciano lawyers were on top of the house and the stuff inside it; I’d taken everything of mine I wanted already. Namely, my clothes, my extra contacts, my hair dye, and my claws.
I didn’t know that I’d ever need them, but like hell would I leave them. They were a part of me, and I would never shy away from that part of me ever again.
The guys would each drive their own cars. We’d head to Montana in a caravan of sorts, and every rest stop I’d switch cars. It would be a road trip of epic proportions—Montana was a damn long drive from where we were, close to the east coast. It’d take us days to get there, and that was if the weather was good.
When the day came to leave, we stopped by Lola’s house first, to say our goodbyes. Kieran and Fang hung back while Mike and I said goodbye to everyone near the stone steps of the house. Mike hugged his brother, while he only gave a head nod to Maddox and Sylvester. Lola, on the other hand, engulfed me in a huge hug that, if she would’ve squeezed any harder, threatened to crack a rib or two.
“Good luck out there,” she whispered. “I hear this country’s a big one.” She pulled away from me and grinned at me, tucking some of my hair behind my ear. “I really am gonna miss you, girl. When you’re out there, deciding on what to do, just ask yourself this one thing: W.W.L.D.: what would Lola do?”
Mike audibly harrumphed at that, giving me a look that said exactly what he thought of that suggestion.
“And start thinking of where you want to have this beach getaway,” she advised, and then she placed her lips on my cheek,giving me a gentle peck. “Just imagine how crazy we could drive our guys.”
My cheeks burned at that, and when she pulled away, I saw every pair of eyes on us. Yeah, Lola probably wasn’t wrong there.
She sauntered over to her men and stood between them, looking smug and totally unbothered by the curious, semi-concerned looks they were giving her. Mike, on the other hand, had simply risen a single eyebrow at me.
I shrugged and wore my best I’m-innocent face.
We waved our goodbyes one last time, and then returned to the cars, where Fang and Kieran were waiting. “Ready?” Kieran spoke.
“Yes, but there is one more stop to make on the way out,” I said. I reached into the hoodie I wore and pulled out an envelope that was marked with a single name: Kelly. None of the guys argued with me. Why would they?
I hadn’t seen or spoken to Kelly since she told me she couldn’t do it. She didn’t want to be in danger. I hadn’t tried reaching out, either, wanting to respect her privacy. Kelly was a part of my old life, and up until that moment, I’d tried my best to keep her with me, keep that fragment alive.
But it’d been useless, and that’s okay. I could now accept the fact that I was a different girl, that I would never be that girl ever again, and that meant I had to say goodbye to the things and people that reminded me of that girl. If I didn’t, I’d never move on.
And that’s what this was about, wasn’t it? Moving on. Taking a full step forward. Accepting who I was and who I would be and never looking back. The past was the past; there was no changing it.
“It’s good to say goodbye,” Fang said.
“I don’t want to see her,” I said. “Just leave this for her. She’s probably in classes now, anyway.”
“Then let’s do it so we can get this show on the road,” Kieran remarked dryly. “Who you want to ride with there?”
I was about to say it didn’t matter, but Mike grabbed my hand and pulled me toward his vehicle. All three had packed trunks and backseats; it was quite clear at a glance we were bringing along with us a shit ton of stuff.
Hey, you never knew what you might need.
“Oh-kay,” Kieran muttered. “I guess you’re going with Mike. I call next.” He shot Mike an annoyed look before heading around his car and getting in. Fang only shrugged and grinned at me, totally okay with whatever.
Mike opened the passenger side door for me, only releasing my hand so I could get in. Within thirty seconds, we were on the road, the lead car in the caravan of sleek black vehicles. By now, he knew exactly how to get to Kelly’s place, so he needed no directions and no GPS.
When he pulled us out onto the road, he tossed me a lingering look before he asked, “Want to tell me what the hell that was about?”
