Carter shakes his head while chuckling as he walks into the hotel.
”Only one of us goes into situations where we need to stay hidden because triplets tend to be memorable.” Knox explains even though I hadn’t voiced my question out loud.
A loud group of guys walk under the overhang, and both of my men move quickly. Killian moves in front of me and Knox behind me, acting like human shields.
I push on Killian’s back, trying unsuccessfully to move him.
“Would you two stop?”
Neither of them move or speak a word until they see their brother walking out, and move back to their spot on either side of me.
Carter hands a key card to each of his brothers and steps forward. Kissing me on the top of my head he speaks his orders low.
“I’ve checked the room. You’re safe. I’m going to do a thorough check of the property, and then I’ll be up. Behave and don’t open the door for anyone. We all have keys. Understood?”
I nod in agreement, but bite out an argument because of his brother's behavior.
“I don’t need bodyguards.”
He stands, towering over me, looking down at me thoughtfully.
“Maybe not, but you have them. We would rather be over-cautious than under-cautious. If there is any question about your safety, we will react with lethal action. Learn to deal with it, Little Heathen, because it's non-negotiable. We will give you almost everything you want, but we will not take a risk with your safety.”
Knox and Killian each grab one of my hands as we walk into the hotel and turn immediately to the elevator. A man in a dark business suit reaches his arm out to stop the door from closing, and the guys take their defensive stances, guarding me from any potential harm. They keep me surrounded until the man gets out on the fourth floor. Balling my hands into fists I glare at one and then the other.
“Unnecessary.”
Killian leans down and rubs his thumb over my bottom lip and stares back at me, a cocky grin on his lips.
“Necessary, Killer. Very fucking necessary.”
Knox places his hand on my back and rubs gentle circles on my bare skin.
“Tesoro, this is a fight you will not win.”
The doors open on the ninth floor, and I storm out and race down the hall.
Knox comes up behind me when I can’t go any further and wraps his arm around my waist, and Killian opens the door to the room. Lifting me off my feet he carries me inside as I attempt to pry his fingers free. He sits me on the black ‘L’ shaped sofa and I immediately stand up.
“Tesoro. Sit.”
Placing my arms over my chest, I tilt my head at him defiantly.
“No.”
He doesn’t respond, but Killian does, his voice booming through the room, causing shivers to run down my spine.
“Sit your ass down. Now.”
Lowering myself onto the sofa with a huff, I stare at them both, furious, as I settle in for a lecture.
“What’s the issue, Tesoro? Do you really have a problem with us keeping you safe?”
He kneels in front of me and rubs circles on my palm, and as always, it has an instant calming effect.
“I can take care of myself. I’ve killed people—a lot of people. I’m capable of protecting myself. After the fight, I’ll continue killing, and I won’t let you hold me back because you think I’m fragile.”
Killian visibly relaxes and sits beside me.
