“The hell you don’t. Who was this guy? Why did we never hear about him?”
“Did you run all the girls you were seeing by me?” I try deflecting, but regret it immediately seeing Jena flinch and knowing I unintentionally caused her pain.
“Don’t change the subject. I’m going to need more information. Who was the guy?”
“You don’t have to worry about him. He won’t be an issue, trust me.” I look at Jena again, but she won’t make eye contact with me.
“Sky, what’s up? Why won’t you tell us?” Oliver tries for a softer approach. “If he isn’t a problem, then it shouldn’t matter if you tell us or not.”
Why are they always so pushy with this kind of stuff, but can’t seem to tell Kaley, Marnie and Jeanie where to stuff it? They can f*ack around however they want, but the first mention of me hanging with a guy who isn’t them sends them into guard mode. Even talking about Nathaniel and Wyatt today made Oliver jealous. And they know, or should know, that there are guys on my team.
I take a deep breath and look each of the guys in the eyes making sure I have their full attention. “Tyler won’t be a problem, because what’s left of him is currently in a box.” I stand taking my plate back to the kitchen. I have lost my appetite and just want to get away, before any more of that conversation fills the ears of Kaley and Kevin.
I don’t think there is much they can do with knowing I was on a mission and as a part of that mission I went on a date with a guy who is now dead. But my guys sometimes get tunnel vision when it comes to me and they forget who is around and listening.
We already caused enough of a stir with our seating arrangement, I’m sure most of the focus was on us.
I head up the stairs and wait for Lil and Jena, who aren’t far behind. “Let’s just grab your stuff. I’m sure most of it is already upstairs, but I’m done pandering to the Cunninghams. These idiots need to see when they aren’t wanted. You are my guests and you are staying in my room.” I roll my eyes and head over to the two bedrooms housing my friends’ belongings.
It takes them all of five minutes to gather up their gear and then follow me up to the third floor. We place their extra stuff in my closet and spread out on the floor in front of my fireplace. We have gone over the camera locations and the directions they were pointing when we found them. Still nothing significant, but Lil started penciling in the camera ranges and is now looking for blindspots.
Jena and I moved on to the Cunningham’s house blueprints. It’s significantly larger than the original home and actually more square footage than any of the homes on our block, with the exception of the packhouse.
“Do you think Kevin is compensating for something?” Jena laughs.
“Probably. If he is delusional enough to think that Kaley will be Luna, he will think his own importance should increase as well and his material possessions should reflect that importance. He tried to tell the Luna that she needed to redecorate the packhouse every year, so when visiting Alphas came they would see the changes and know that we were a rich pack and that alone would make them more likely to sign treaties and side with us in the event of a war.” I rolled my eyes.
