Page 118 of Bae

Us four guys were left sitting in the suite, looking at each other. Soon, as both girls were out of earshot, I announced, “I’m putting a stop to this today.”

Five calls later, I had the name of the hotel, and Drew hacked into the hotel’s database and found out his room number.

“I’m going over there,” I said, pocketing my cell.

“We’re going, too,” Braeden announced, standing. Trent followed suit. Drew was still hunched behind his computer, his fingers flying over the keys.

I rather liked the idea of four big guys showing up unannounced at this shithead’s door with a special message, but I didn’t like the idea of involving them.

“You should probably stay. I’m not going to be just talking.” I flexed my fists, so ready to put them to use.

“No shit?” B chimed in. “We thought we were going for tea and crumpets.”

“Fuck off,” I ground out.

“Whoa…” B reared back at the underlying edge in my voice. “Look, we’re all just as pissed this fucker is messing with our sister. We’re all going.”

Trent and Drew nodded solemnly.

“Whatever, but if we all end up in jail, don’t get pissed at me.” I paused. “And I get first, second, and third punches.”

“It’s all you.” B spread his arms.

Even though I wished beating this punk’s ass was going to be enough to make him walk from the story, I knew better. I needed more than brute force. I glanced at Drew, who was a freaking hella good hacker. I never realized just how good he was until he started messing around with some guys who fucked over Trent.

It was a skill I needed right now.

“Drew, I know it’s really short notice, but do you think you could find out anything, any kind of dirt on this Kane guy? I just need anything to help convince him to back off.”

“Already on it,” Drew said from behind his laptop.

I blew out a breath, my hands actually shaking from the intensity of my anger. To no one but all of them, I said, “She can’t deal with this right now. She was just starting to seem like herself again. This shit needs to stop. I’ll walk from the NFL if I have to.”

I felt the silent stare of three sets of eyes. All three of my brothers looked shocked and partially disbelieving.

I nodded, grave. “One way or another, this story is DOA.”

“Consider it gone, Rome,” Braeden said. “We’re all behind you. Family takes care of family.”

Drew went back to typing, Trent watched over his shoulder.

“I’m gonna go check on Ivy before we go. She was pretty upset. She was running around in her damn panties, for fuck’s sake.”

I nodded and glanced toward the bathroom.

B slapped me on the shoulder. “Go check. I’ll be right back.”

“Hurry up,” I ordered.

He nodded and left the room.

I left Drew to his computer snooping and let myself in the bathroom. Rim was sitting on the closed toilet seat, just staring at the wall.

“Rim.” I crouched in front of her.

Her light-brown eyes met mine. “I don’t feel so good.”

“I know, sweetheart,” I murmured and picked her up to sit down with her in my lap. When she tucked her face into the crook of my neck, a lump formed in my throat.

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