As she walked off, lost in her head, I couldn’t help but shake my own. She was a can of whoop-ass stuffed into a pressurized five-foot can, and she’d bring a lot of life to the craziness happening around us.
I watched as she walked off around the corner, practically skipping while she whistled to herself.
Make one more round on the girls, just in case.
I opened my mouth to call out for Anna, since she was supposed to do all of the rounds with me. But as her whistle echoed away from me, I decided that one round without her wouldn’t hurt. After all, we’d just checked up on all of the girls.
I wanted to see if Lizzie got back to her room okay, though.
I took the long way around, dipping my head into rooms silently so as to not disturb anyone. I came to Ariel’s cracked door and peered inside to see her curled up in a corner chair witha book. She wore Cap’s leather jacket since one of Cap’s orders was that we go without our leathers and identifiers for now.
Smart move, if I had a say in it.
I silently crept onward until I came to the room that Amanda picked out for herself. Shockingly enough, all sarcasm included, she wasn’t too far from Ariel’s bedroom. They were in the same hallway, at least, which made checking on them easy.
I didn’t even get to her door before I heard it.
“Say my name,” Wrecker demanded.
My eyebrows rose as Amanda’s breathless plea hit my ears. “Fuck. Oh, Wreck. Wrecker, please. I’m soaked. Oh god. Let me come.”
I wrinkled my nose and turned quickly on my heels.
She was clearly fine.
If Wrecker was here, that meant Ghost was probably with him, so the check on Jasmine didn’t take long. I made my way up another flight of stairs, since Ghost wanted his woman on the top floor. That didn’t shock me since there was only one way to get up there and yet again, it didn’t shock me that Ghost sat in a chair at the top of the steps as I emerged to the top hallway of the estate.
“You guys good up here?” I asked.
Ghost twirled the knife in his fingers. “She’s taking a shower.”
I listened for a moment before I heard the soft rushing of water. “Good, good. You guys need anything? Just doing one last set of rounds before tonight.”
He shook his head. “We’re good.”
“She doesn’t need towels or anything? Have I shown you where the linen closet for extras is?”
He just stared at me.
I stared back.
“Ghost,” I said.
“What,” he said back.
“I’m not here to take a sneaky naked peek at your girl. I have to make my rounds.”
His shoulders deflated just a smidge. “Sorry, Doc. Just on edge.”
“We all are. It’s okay. Are you sure she doesn’t need anything?”
He peered over his shoulder. “I’ll do a check before Wrecker and I have to head back to the clubhouse. If she does, I’ll get it for her before I leave.”
I just gave him a thumbs up as I made my way back down the stairs.
There was a part of me that figured Lizzie would be with Marla. But when I made my way to Marla’s room and knocked softly on the door, there was no sound.
“Marla?” I asked.
