“They turned back?” I asked.
“Yeah, they just seemed to lose interest eventually and headed back. Maybe they don’t like straying too far or someone called them or something. No idea.”
“Did you get any cameras up?” Colter asked.
“Any?” Saint asked with a look that said,Seriously, you think that little of me?
“All?” Colter asked.
“We work fast when we need to,” Saint said, shrugging. “You two see anything?”
“I got some pictures, but we didn’t see anyone outside.”
Wehadn’t been watching too closely either.
“Well, hopefully the cameras give us something to go on,” Saint said, shrugging it off.
We knew this would be a multi-day job, so there was no reason to be too disappointed about the night being cut short.
“Wanna check on Sugar, then we can get on the road?” Colter asked.
God, he knew me too well already.
I did just that, finding her still lying on her side on the bed, but watching the fish tank on the TV.
“We’re good,” I said, choosing not to wonder why I looked only at him when I said it. “Let’s head out.”
“After you,” Colter said.
I doubted the guys noticed the ghost of a smile toying at the corners of his lips.
Because no one else knew what was on his mind when he said that.
As I climbed on my bike and slipped on my helmet, I swear the little love bite he gave me throbbed.
And with that, I turned over my bike and tore off.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Colter
I was growing on her.
She might not be in a place where she could verbalize that. Hell, with how shitty things sounded about her childhood, I wouldn’t be surprised if it took her years to admit to any kind of feelings. But it was there in the admissions she made, in the way she invited me in. I doubted she did that with many people. Maybe not anyone.
I’d also caught her touching the spot near her clavicle where I’d left a mark several times as she grabbed Sugar and headed back out with Syn to walk her.
She was so beat from the earlier walk that she only wanted to go halfway down the road before she was tugging me back toward the hotel.
“Yeah, I’m beat tonight too,” I agreed, giving Syn a shrug. “Where you heading?” I asked when we got back and he walked toward his bike. “You know your brother is gonna ask me,” I added at his look that very much saidWhat are you, my mother?
“I’m just going for a ride. I found it helps me sleep.”
“I get that. It always clears my head.”
“Yeah, something like that. I won’t be long.”
“Okay. See you in the morning.”
