“Why not?” I cross my arms over my chest. “Again, you guys are here. Drew has trained bouncers. I’m safe. They’re asking for me, so why not figure out what they want?”
“These may be dangerous men, pip.” Dante straightens to his full height. His shirt stretches tight over his hard muscles. My body hasn’t received the memo that fun times are over quite yet.
“Exactly. Do you want to wait until they track me down alone?” I arch an eyebrow as I look at each of them. “If it’s the same guys, they had plenty of opportunity to harm me when I was alone in the townhouse.”
I point to Dante. “You said they were sending a message. Well, fuck it, let’s hear what that message is.”
“She’s right.” Finn steps up behind me. His warmth surrounds me, and I lean back against him. “We don’t have any clue what Tom has gotten into this time. Maybe it’s time we meet with these guys, find out why Tom is running.”
“You want to risk Sara’s safety?” Wyatt’s eyes burn. “We can find out another way?—”
“We’ve been searching for a week.” Finn shakes his head. “We still don’t know anything.”
“You’ll be with me,” I assure Wyatt. “It’s not like I’m alone at my townhouse, facing them with only Peabody at my side.”
Thankfully, my dog walker was able to take Peabody on short notice this morning and keep him for the day and night. It’s nice to not have to worry about the furball.
“She’s not wrong.” Drew leans against the bar. For all intents and purposes, he appears casual, but there’s this energy buzzing beneath the surface. We’re still getting to know each other, but I’m beginning to notice more about him. Plus, it doesn’t hurt that he’s on my side.
Dante moves to stand beside Wyatt and puts his hand on Wyatt’s shoulder. “We don’t know the lengths they’re willing to go to get to her. This may be an opportunity to actually figure out the potential danger she’s in.”
My insides shimmer with Dante’s words. Only one more to convince.
I step forward and put my hand over Wyatt’s heart. It pounds fiercely. My heart flutters in response. His dark eyes meet mine and a muscle in his jaw ticks. I’ve always had to hold my urges back when it came to Wyatt, but I don’t right now.
Wrapping my arms around his waist, I rest my head against his heart.
“We’re stronger together,” I say softly.
His arms pull me in tighter against him and I release a little sigh. This is where I belong.
“If we do this?—”
I pull back to grin up at him.
“If, Sara, if.” The harsh planes of his face soften. His dark eyes search mine. “You don’t take any chances. You stay with at least one of us at all times. You don’t offer anything or give them any information. If they ask a question, think before you answer. Ask yourself, Will the information reveal something about me or Tom that they don’t already know? Got it?”
I nod and bite my lip. We have no idea what these men do. At least the bouncers patted them down before they came in. I need to do this.
“I can offer my office if you’d like a more private setting.” Drew steps in and brushes my hair behind my ear. I step back from Wyatt.
“Let’s start in the club.” Dante wraps an arm around my waist and tucks me into his side.
I pull away. I have no makeup on. My hair is probably a mess. “Before we do anything, I need to freshen up.”
Stepping out of that suite feels like leaving this little secure pocket in the world where I could be with my four guys without any judgment. Outside of that room, I have a relationship with Drew, but not with the others. They’re just my brother’s friends.
Madison had to keep her relationship secret for a while. The guys even dated other women. I was one of those dates, which is how I got to know Madison and her guys. But this is different.
We haven’t really defined what this is beyond today. Besides exploring this attraction.
Dante’s hand rests on the small of my back, and I resist the urge to lean against him as we follow Drew and Wyatt through the club with Finn behind us.
My stomach twists with nerves as we walk, knowing I might be meeting the men my brother is running from. Fuck, maybe this whole false bravado is a bad move. Maybe I should turn around and take the back door out of the club. Disappear with my guys back to their apartment. Back to safety.
When Drew and Wyatt stop, I glance up at Dante. His fingers rub my back lightly to try to steady me. We need information. Whoever this is must have some, or why would they be looking for me? And how could they have found this connection?
“Good evening, gentlemen.” Drew’s voice is loud and boisterous. “You’ve been asking about my girlfriend?”
