“Bring her here,” I growled.
“What about her friend?”
“Drop her home first. Jesus, do I need to write you a fuckin’ honey-do list?”
“Right. Got it.”
I hung up and dragged my hands through my hair.
Fuck.
How could I have been so fuckin’ blind? And how thefuckcould I have underestimated Sonja so thoroughly?
It would be just like her to try and get back in by dangling Wyatt in front of me. Jesus, the woman was smarter than I gave her credit for.
Both of them were.
Well, they were gonna find out what happened when people get smart with me, and I’d make sure Wyatt, especially, never forgot.
* * *
Wyatt
Aero helped me walk Ripley to her duplex. I unlocked her door while Aero all but carried her inside and set her on her sofa. Since I had a spare key to her place, I made sure the front door was locked as we left, then followed Aero back out to the car.
As we drove, I realized we were going the opposite way of my condo. “You’re going the wrong way, Aero.”
“Sundance wants you at the cabin.”
“I know,” I said. “But I’m supposed to stop at my place for a few things first, remember?”
“He wants you there now.” Aero’s demeanor had gone from friendly and open, albeit monosyllabic, to closed and gruff since he’d picked us up, so I was a little confused as to what was going on.
I frowned. “Let me call him.”
I dialed Sundance’s number, but he didn’t answer, so I dropped my phone in my purse and tried not to worry.
Something was wrong. Something was very, very wrong.
“Look, I’m sorry I didn’t call when we moved from the restaurant to the club, but it was close. I didn’t want to bother you.”
Aero didn’t comment and I sighed. I wasn’t a child to be chastised for disobeying him, so I wasn’t going to try to defend myself. I didn’t do anything wrong.
We pulled up to the cabin and I climbed out of the car, making my way to the front door. My stomach roiled, mostly because Aero glared at me as we walked inside.
As we hit the great room, the family gathering was in full swing, and nothing seemed amiss. Everyone appeared to be having a great time, and I found myself relaxing.
Until I caught sight of Orion standing by one of the pinball machines. He was also glaring at me and I couldn’t stop myself from swallowing the bile that threatened to spill.
“What’s going on?” I asked Aero.
“Follow me,” he said ominously.
I really should have just turned around and walked out right then, but I couldn’t seem to make my feet move away.
Aero pushed open a door at the back of the building and I stepped over the threshold to find Sundance leaning against a desk, his beefy arms crossed, and his face curled in an expression that made my blood run cold.
He was angry.
