I’ve never really been interested in women. They keep secrets, and make everything so damn complicated. I’m here on a mission to get in and out. I’m intrigued by the omegas that have been haunting the brothers on my team, but that’s more so because we’ve been looking for so long.
“I have cookies laid out in the next room that you’re welcome to, and breakfast happens family style in the dining room. It’s through the room I just came out of. I have a no smoking rule, and I’m very strict about it,” Tea continues.
“That won’t be a problem,” I promise.
Izzy likes a cigar on occasion, but he won’t smoke here. He needs to be very relaxed and partially drunk to be in the mood, and this isn’t the right environment for him to let loose. Hopefully soon, I’ll be able to take a vacation with my pack where he can go off his medication.
We all know what it’s like to sacrifice things for the job, and Izzy gives up his instincts for this every day.
“Alright then,” Tea says, pulling out two old fashioned keys. “Room twelve has the biggest bed, and there’s an outer bathroom that’s shared in the hallway.”
Well, it kind of sucks that we have to share a bathroom, but we’ll make do.
“Sounds good,” I say instead, tamping down the grumbling in my mind.
“We’ll do a trial for five days and then go from there,” she adds. “I lock up the doors at eleven, but the back door has a key you can take to come and go. That’s everything I can think of. Sheets are on the beds, towels are in the rooms, and I go in to clean daily. Unless, of course, you’d rather do it yourself. On the fifth day, I will insist on cleaning in case you decide to extend your stay so I can freshen everything up.”
None of us are generally messy, but new sheets are helpful.
“Thank you.” I take the keys from her with a smile and glance at the stairs. “Would you like to have my card to charge it for the first five days?”
“No, no. We’ll do it weekly,” she says. “Have a good night and welcome to Widows Peak.”
“You as well,” I say, making the climb to the third floor.
There’s not a speck of dust anywhere, and there are knickknacks everywhere as I walk. I don’t see a soul as I make it to the third floor either. All of the doors are closed, which means that the guests could be here or still out in town.
Unlocking both rooms, I check them from top to bottom, finding that Room twelve is bigger. It also has a large bed. That’ll make things easier for us tonight. Walking over to the bathroom, I make a small sound of dismay as I see how fucking small the shower is.
There will not be any shower fucking here. Fuck, I think I’ll be getting lots of bruises contorting to wash my body.
Shutting Aiden and Sloane’s bedroom, I enter the one I’ll share with my pack and close the door with a sigh. There’s what I hope is a comfortable sofa in the corner of the room, and I walk over and collapse into it.
“Oh yeah,” I groan, getting comfortable. I just need a nap before everyone gets here.
Me
We have rooms eleven and twelve. Everything is miniature sized, Izzy. Taking a shower will take contortion and possibly lube.
Izzy sends me a gif of a drenched donut, making me snort in amusement.
Me
I’m going to shut my eyes until you get here. Come on up. The door isn’t locked.
Izzy
Lock the fucking door, Ky. Then take your nap. The last thing I need is for you to shoot someone because they surprised you.
“Goddamn it,” I groan, doing what he demands because he’s right. I have a twitchy trigger finger when I’m startled.
I’m working on it, okay?
Stomping back to the couch, I resume my horizontal position and close my eyes. Night night, Widows Peak. It doesn’t matterthat my first night here has been lukewarm at best. I’m going to fucking win you over.
Chapter Ten
Silva
