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“Whoa!” I laughed. “One at a time.”
“Any clues?” Pitbull got out first.
“Not yet. I have the recruits gathering what they can.” I replied. “Bailey and I are going to head back to my place and see if we can get any more information.”
“Okay—it’s still early stages then,” Beast said. “I’m going to move up Crash’s visit. It’ll take a little longer for him to get there so I’m going to see if Wolf can spare someone until we can get Crash mobile.”
I nodded.
“Barbie, think you may be able to go with him?” Beast asked.
“Well, we’d need someone to take the kids for us,” Barbie told us.
“Let me ask my mother,” I put in. “We both know they love her.”
“Oh, boy.” Barbie giggled. “But she can’t take them shopping again. The last time they came home with more things than they will ever be able to wear before they grow out of them.”
“I can’t promise you that.” I laughed.
“And Fleur and I will look in on them.” Beast promised.
“Then it’s settled.” Barbie nodded.
“Thanks guys.” I told them. “Hopefully, this turns out to be nothing but…”
“Your gut is telling you something is wrong.” Mouth finally spoke.
“Yes.” I smiled tightly at him. “I’ll call Wolf. You focus on getting Barbie and Crash here. We’re going to keep digging and see what headway we can sort out in the meantime.”
“Be careful,” Crash told me.
I promised I would and after a long goodbye, they were gone. I sighed and looked up to see Bailey hadn’t moved from the window since she’d wandered over to it minutes before. I rose and walked over to take her shoulders and pull her into my arms from behind. She sighed and slumped into me while turning her face to my neck.
“We’re going to find him.” I promised her. “And when we do, you can either kick his ass or the ass of those who took him. We’re good at what we do.”
Bailey sighed, her breath hot on my skin.
“How about you stay here tonight?” I asked softly. “I’ll make you something to eat.”
“I don’t have any clothes.”
“You can use one of my shirts.” I told her. “I promise to keep my hands to myself.”
She sighed and turned to sit on the edge of the bay window. “Do you think they will find anything?”
“I’m hopeful.” I admitted. “Now, take a nap. I’ll make lunch.”
“I’m not hungry.”
“Hoshi…”
“Why do you call me that?” She asked. “I googled it, but I keep finding different meanings. I don’t know which one to trust.”
“Can you just understand it’s not a bad thing?” I licked my lips.
“Give me something to do.” She cuddled into my chest. “I can’t sleep right now. The nightmares are there, and they’ll drive me crazy. Give me something to do—make love to me.”
“Hoshi…”
