“Fuck!”
Cameron raced back to the house, the door flung open so hard it bounced closed. Priest raced toward the waiting SUV, setting me down next to it. He opened the rear door and helped me in as Cameron came out of the house with my phone in hand.
Cameron got in the front passenger seat as Priest slid into the driver’s seat. The sound of the doors slamming still echoed throughout the cabin when Priest took off backward out of the driveway.
“Here’s your phone. I locked the back door, but I didn’t set the alarm.”
My hands shook as I reached for the phone Cameron held out to me. I swallowed around my heart, firmly stuck in my throat. It took a couple of tries to enter my passcode and unlock my phone, but when I did, it wasn’t the security app I opened.
I went straight to my text messages. Seeing texts in my group chat with Declan and Hayden filled me with relief like I’d never experienced before.
Hayden
I don’t care what Priest and Cameron say to do. You do it.
Declan
What Papi meant to say was… we are fine. Katie’s vitals are good, but she took a whack to the head and was knocked unconscious. Jackson’s not doing so well and is headed straight into surgery.
Hayden
Papi said what Papi meant to say, mi sumiso malcriado.
Marcie
Umm… I don’t know what that means.
Declan
Hey, sweetness. Are you okay?
Hayden
It means my bratty submissive. Are you okay, colibrí?
I smiled at the difference in their texts. Their response to my message allowed my heart to slow and drop back into my chest where it belonged.
Marcie
I’m okay. Scared to death, but okay.
Declan
We’d call, but we’re at the hospital. We’d planned to fly out tonight, but now I don’t know when we’ll arrive.
Marcie
I’ll get a ticket to New York.
My phone rang as soon as the text showed delivered. Hayden’s name and the photo of Squirt holding my spot popped up on my screen.
He didn’t give me the chance to say anything.
“Take me off speakerphone.”
My eyes widened at the mean, barky tone, but I did as he said, then put the phone to my ear.
“Hey.”
