Page 40 of Spicy Sapphic Christmas

“I thought she was finally gone because she left the state, but Jo said she’s been texting again.” It wasn’t wholly the truth, but Siena didn’t need to know that. “I don’t want her at the event.”

“What kind of harassment has she been doing?” Siena flicked her gaze to something behind Bea.

The hairs on Bea’s neck stood up. Was Jo back there? Ready to pounce on her for spilling such personal information?

“Any and all.” Bea winced and turned around, finding Bunny standing right there.

Well, at least it wasn’t Jo.

“From text messages, to stalking tendencies of being at our gigs when she’s not welcome, to coming backstage. She’s very good at figuring out how to get close to Jo.”

“Who is this?” Bunny immediately stepped in closer, lowering her voice in a dangerous tone.

Was she just as protective as Bea was? A shiver of pleasure ran through Bea.

“No one of your concern.”

“Mandy Obrist,” Siena supplied. “Does the name ring a bell to you?”

Bunny shook her head and shoved her hands into her pockets, rolling up on her toes. “You said she’s stalking Jo?”

“Well, she was kind of. We’ve mainly called it harassment.”

“You haven’t filed police reports for stalking?”

“Jo won’t go for it.”

Bunny pressed her lips together hard, pushing them out. “Take care of it, Siena.”

“I’m planning on it already. Bea, I need you to send me what you have on her. Pictures, but also her birthday and any other information you have. Address, phone number, and any methods she’s used to get close to Jo.”

“Okay.” Relief flooded Bea’s chest. Were they really going to work on this together? She hadn’t imagined Bunny wanted anything to do with them beyond what was required.

“Do you think she’ll show up here? While you’re rehearsing?” Siena asked.

Bea was about to answer and then stopped. “I’m not sure. She’s never really shown up outside of shows. At least when Jo wasn’t letting her. But she’ll come to every show of ours she can find. She just wants to be in the spotlight from what I can tell. She craves that attention.”

“Then we definitely don’t want her at a charity event.” Siena nodded at Bunny. “I’ll start working on it, and I’ll see about posting security here just in case.”

“We’re off the beaten path,” Bea objected, wanting to keep this as low key as possible. She already knew Jo was going to be massively pissed off that she’d brought it up with Siena. Adding security into the mix was only going to make it worse. “I don’t think it’ll be a problem here.”

“It’s not your choice,” Siena answered. “I’ll have it arranged for tomorrow. Send me that information before the end of the day. I’ll talk to you later about what details I come up with.”

With that, Siena left. Bea stood awkwardly on the curb, Bunny next to her in silence. Siena waved at them as she drove off, and while a slight amount of the tension eased from Bea’s chest, there was another tension that she couldn’t get rid of.

“I want more details than Siena.” Bunny looked Bea over, down and then up. What Bea would give to fall into Bunny’s arms and be held. But that wasn’t anywhere near the relationship they had. Bunny was hard, stony, and the stare she was giving was one of disgust.

“It’s not my story to tell.”

“How dangerous is this woman?”

Bea pressed her lips together hard. “Well, she’s never attacked Jo or me.”

“Way to sidestep that. She’ll throw Jo off her game, massively, won’t she?”

“Yes.” Bea sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly. She looked around, half expecting Mandy to jump out at them.

“Then we can’t have that.” Bunny stepped in closer, reaching for Bea’s shoulder. “She’s one of us, now. And I’ll do everything I can to keep her safe.”

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