Page 38 of A Sinful Trap

There was an undercurrent of steel in Dani’s voice that Bailey rarely heard. Kaya noticed too and instantly lowered her hand. “Maybe you’re right. I might be too close to both of you to be objective during a reading.”

Bailey was surprised she’d backed down so quickly. She wanted to thank Dani and ask her for some of that juju she’d just put on the table, because Kaya rarely gave in when she thought she was right.

“Can I say one more thing?”

Spoke too soon.

“As long as it’s not about me dying of celibacy,” Bailey said wryly.

Kaya’s lips curved. “That was never going to happen. But I got enough of a sense of them to know they aren’t being entirely honest with you. They have a purpose that’s hidden. And they’re searching for something you could help them find.”

Ignoring a shiver of foreboding, Bailey rolled her eyes at Dani and got to her feet. “See? That’s the kind of vague creepery I always expected from psychics before I met our girl.”

“It sounds like buried treasure to me. In the attic?” Dani rubbed her hands together. “Ghosts, threesomes and a pirate’s treasure. Not the usual Sedona campfire story. I can’t wait to see what happens next.”

Bailey kissed her cheek, then moved to do the same to Kaya, pausing long enough to give her a hard stare. “Is their hidden purpose illegal or violent in any way?”

“No. I’m not getting criminal intent. Old wounds. Old scars. Something they lost?”

“Good. If it’s not illegal and the people I care about are not in physical danger, then I don’t want to know any more.”

“Fair enough.” Kaya looked genuinely apologetic. “I’m sorry I pushed. I worry about you, that’s all.”

Bailey kissed her on the forehead. “I worry about you right back. But I’m always glad you’re on my side.”

Dani sniffed. “Don’t make me cry, or I’ll tell Liam to withhold his cooking skills from both of you the next time you’re over.” She frowned thoughtfully. “The same threat applies if we don’t get updates on the ghosts and epic sex you’ll probably be having later.”

“Love has made you cruel.”

“I think it has.”

Bailey smiled at that. “Wish me luck.”

“A wish is more creation than luck, Butterfly Maiden,” Kaya said lightly, reminding Bailey of the dream she’d had that started their wishing in the first place.

Wishes or luck, Bailey would take it. Her personality might make people think she was daring, but the truth was she’d stayed within the boundaries of her comfort zone most of her life. She could be bold here because she had roots. People who knew her. But the ache for Cameron and Davide got stronger every minute she was away from them, and that was so far out of her zone she wasn’t sure what to do with it.

She wanted what she’d told Kaya to be the truth. That it was only sex. But even if it wasn’t, there was no doubt in her mind this was going to happen. She could almost feel them getting closer. Almost hear their voices in her head. Had they landed? Were they on the road to her now? Closer?

Bailey took her phone from her skirt pocket and sent out a text. She wasn’t going back to the inn just yet.

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