Page 23 of Spring Break With a Baby Daddy
My gaze leaves Vail and moves to Easton. “He did, did he?” I ask with an arched eyebrow.
“I figured you could set everything up while we get the rest of your things and head to town for essentials,” Easton says with a shrug like it’s nothing at all that he thought about me.
“I’m on essentials,” Hadley says. “Laney’s coming with me. We’ll make it look like it’s for us so as not to draw attention to the newest Love Beach resident.”
“Quade should go with you,” Easton says.
“No. We won’t get that much. Enough for a few days. You can order a delivery for later in the week. We’re just giving you some breathing room,” Hadley explains. “I put together a list. Sent it to both of you. Check it out and message me anything else you might want.”
“I still think?—”
“You and me both, but my woman is stubborn and she has a point about drawing attention. She and Laney often show up together to grocery shop, so it won’t raise any eyebrows,” Quade says when he walks through the front door, another familiar box in his arms.
Just how much of my stuff did Vail pack?
Returning to the conversation, I ask, “Should I go with them? I’ve done it before.”
“No. We need you here to set up your gear and unpack your things as we bring them in.” Quade lifts the box in his arms. “What room should I put this in?”
My gaze finds Easton but all I get is a shrug. “Your office?” It’s the only room in the house with a desk and chair.
“I’ll move my stuff out of there,” Easton says as he leads Quade out of the living room.
“No. Leave it. I can work around it.”
I don’t tell him I’ll use his computer to help me. He doesn’t need to know anything about what I’m doing. That way, if I somehow fuck up, he can legitimately claim he had no idea what I was doing.
It doesn’t take us long to move all my boxes to the office. And it takes me less time to work out how Vail knew which ones to bring.
I don’t have much in the way of possessions. Clothes, my computer gear and a few books. The clothes and books are all in the room I’ve been using at Vail and Laney’s house. My gear, packed up securely in boxes labeled clearly as work, made Vail’s first trip easy.
And if I’m honest, it’ll take him one more load to move me in completely. I left my secondhand furniture in the apartment when I left LA. I didn’t need it and it wasn’t worth the money it would cost to ship and store it.
“Want me to help you unpack?”
Shaking my head, I look over at Easton. “No. I’ll do it later. I want to talk to you three before I start looking into your past.”
“Should I be worried about that?” he asks with a smirk. “Do I need to lock my closets so you can’t find the skeletons?”
“You can.” I shrug. “I’ll just pick the locks.”
With a snort of laughter, he leads the way out of his office. “Of course you will.”
When we arrive back in the living room it’s to find Quade and Vail unpacking some bags of clothes and toys.
“What’s all this?” Easton asks.
“Stuff we aren’t using for Bennett,” Quade explains as he folds a small blanket. “It’s not much but until you get to the shops or order online, it will do.”
“Thanks, man.” Easton claps him on the back as he moves past him. “Anyone want coffee?”
“I’ll take one. Van was up most of the night.”
“He still doesn’t like storms?” Quade asks. “I thought he’d grown out of that.”
“He did. Then Felicity took off with him and we’re back to hiding under the covers. Day or night.”
I know the woman got what she deserved and is rotting away in a cell somewhere, but right now I want to fuck with her morethan I already have. If I could hack into the prison’s security system I could?—
