Page 63 of Cross Point

“Trinity is like a hurricane. You can’t tame a force of nature,” Tony added.

“Guys, stop scaring them,” Trinity pleaded as she rolled her eyes.

Jackson squeezed her foot that rested on his lap, and Maxwell rubbed her back to show that they both weren’t scared off in the least. Still, it was time to end the trip down memory lane.

“How’d you guys manage to pack up my shit and get down here so quickly?” Trinity asked, changing the subject.

“Mac pulled some strings and got us on a cargo freighter that was scheduled to stop in Miami. He also sent us down with a message. Two messages, actually,” Finn told her, serious now. “The first is to let you know you’re still one of the team, whether you’re active or not. That won’t change. Ever. And even though you’re down here, we’ll always have your back. And anyone who fucks with you should know that.”

Maxwell bristled with indignation. “I don’t take kindly to being threatened.”

Tony shrugged. “Not a threat. It’s fact.”

Jackson slammed his beer bottle on the table, making it almost foam over. “You’ve got some fucking nerve coming here and—”

“As long as she’s happy here with you, we won’t have any problems,” Finn said easily. “And you should be grateful we’re here instead of the others. We won’t hit you…unless you do something to deserve it.”

“Okay, enough of that.” Trinity held up a hand. “What was the other message from Mac?”

“Oh, that was for you and King. If you decide to stay here, it might be good to section off part of the resort for some of us to use…you know, when we’re forced to take some leave. That is, if you’re planning to stay.”

“I am,” Trinity said before either man next to her could stiffen. She had no problem telling her friends about her feelings for Jackson and Maxwell. “I love them both, and we plan to live here when we aren’t traveling.”

“Score!” Finn said, shaking his fist in the air. “Ah, access to a resort whenever I want. This has worked out perfectly.”

“I’m so glad you’re pleased my relationship can benefit you,” Trinity said dryly.

“Well, it is a bonus.”

“I take it Julian has already agreed to a similar arrangement in our Las Vegas hotel?” Maxwell asked, more relaxed now. He had been worried Trinity would hesitate to let her friends know about her commitment to two men, but he should have known better.

When she jumped into something, it was with both feet.

“He said any hotel, any time. But we thought we should ask you personally, seeing as you are now an item,” Tony said.

“An item?” Finn raised a brow. “Really? Who says shit like that?”

“Shut it, asshole.”

Maxwell shook his head and chuckled. “Trinity actually talked me into changing the specs for the new addition to the resort. We will be building private villas instead of another large structure, so it should work out perfectly when any of you decide to visit us.”

“Well, that takes care of that.” Tony turned back to Trinity. “Now, you want to tell us who’s trying to kill you now?”

Trinity briefed them about the events since she had arrived. She went through it quickly, knowing that the subject upset Jackson and Maxwell.

“So, now you have a dead guy on the beach and one in custody who broke into your hotel room,” Tony summed up. “Did you shoot or stick him?”

“Does it matter?” Jackson growled, pissed to be reminded how close Trinity had come to harm when he hadn’t been there. “The motherfucker was there to hurt her! And how do you know she injured him?”

Finn snorted. “We are talking about Trinity. Anyone who comes after her with nefarious intent usually ends up in a body bag.”

“Gun or knife, Trin,” Tony repeated.

“She shot him in the bloody kneecap,” Maxwell answered.

Finn cursed, then pulled out a money clip and slapped a fifty into Tony’s outstretched hand. She just had to shake her head and chuckle at them.

“You should have known better. She always sleeps with her gun,” Tony chided.

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