Page 37 of A Sinful Trap

After he walked inside, she had both her friends’ full attention.

“You have ghosts too?” Dani asked, clearly fascinated. “I wonder if the Divine Darla could help with that.”

“I’m still hoping it’s the plumbing or a gas leak. The last thing I need is an exorcism.”

“Darla doesn’t do exorcisms,” Kaya chided. “And my grandfather is much better at communing with the other side than she is, if it comes to that. For the moment, we have other things to focus on.”

“Things like Bailey’s magical threesome?” Dani asked with an impish sparkle in her eyes.

“It’s not magical,” Bailey muttered. “It’s two beautiful rich guys in love with each other, who occasionally like to tag in an extra player to keep things exciting.”

Dani held two fingers in front of her face. “Twice. You saw the spider twice. Why do I get the feeling one of your beautiful rich guys was nearby to save the day on both occasions?”

“Is the psychic contagious?” Bailey joked. When Kaya wiggled her fingers in demand, still waiting for her hand, she winced. “Okay, okay. But for the record, all the best friendships keep some elements of mystery.”

“I know you don’t like this, but it will help. I won’t poke around too much,” she promised, accepting Bailey’s hand and then clasping it between both of hers to keep it still.

She closed her eyes and Bailey felt the powerful tingle up her arm and through her body. She’d never been sensitive to this, never felt anything more than warmth before, but now it was so strong she could almost see it.

“The attic is important,” Kaya murmured. “You should go up there, Bailey.”

“The attic has been trying to kill me.” She’d also promised to wait for Cam before attempting it again. “But I’ll see what I can do.”

“You’re afraid of what you feel about these men. It’s very strong.”

Damn right, she was. It was idiotic on a professional level. Dangerous for her heart. They were arrogant. Complicated. And leaving, sooner or later. Why wouldn’t she be afraid?

“You need safety.” Kaya spoke softly. “But they make you feel—”

Alive. Unsteady. Desirable. Confused. More myself than I’ve ever been.

Kaya’s grip tightened. “The first notices things. Enjoys you. You don’t intimidate him, but something about you confuses him.”

Cam.

“The other calls to the playful side of you. The wild you lock away, but shouldn’t. You’re drawn to them more each day. They think of you, too. They need you. More each day. Soon it won’t be sustainable.” Kaya frowned. “Why is that?”

Bailey wasn’t sure, but that was her fear, too. That the fire inside her was already burning too brightly to last. It would blaze through her until there was nothing left. Cam and Davide might survive it because of who and what they were, but she couldn’t.

“Why? What are they?” Kaya asked, as if reading her last thought.

Bailey didn’t know. She wasn’t even sure where that thought had come from.

Don’t let her see us yet.

She instantly yanked her hand away and Kaya blinked at her, looking stunned.

“What is it?” Dani glanced between them anxiously. “What happened?”

Kaya pressed a fist to her heart, her attention still on Bailey. “I saw a spirit cord. Some kind of tether tying you to them. Tightening as I watched.”

Bailey tensed even more. The connection she couldn’t explain? Maybe that’s what Kaya was picking up on.

“It’s only sex,” she assured her, but her voice revealed her uncertainty. “As in, I haven’t had any for years and they’re hitting all my go buttons.”

“Bailey.”

“I feel connected to Liam like that,” Dani said supportively. “Like I’d know if he were in trouble now, and vice versa. You might be worrying for nothing, Kaya. The same way you do about Stax.”

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