Page 113 of Filthy Liar

“Wrong,” I scowled, crossing my arms. “Four guys is already a fucking headache. No offense, Will.”

He chuckled, his posture relaxing at our banter. “None taken. No offense to you, but I’m not interested. I’ve seen Cruz and the guys fight over Penn’s attention, and I want no part in that kind of thing. I’m a needy guy.”

“You’re overseeing our security?” I asked curiously, earning a playful smile.

“No one will get near the house, I can promise you that. Everywhere you go, you’ll have eyes on you. We try not to make ourselves visible so you don’t feel like you’re being followed everywhere, but unfortunately, you will be until the threat is handled. Some are incognito, some aren’t. If you see a thief and recognize them, you can definitely approach them for help.”

“How will I know if it’s a good guy or a bad guy following me?” I asked skeptically.

“We won’t make it obvious. If you’re staring at us, we’ll probably wave or something. A bad guy would most likely try to sneak up on you,” he shrugged. “With Cruz running security from behind the computer, we should see most things coming anyway, but with how unreliable the tech side has been lately, eyes on the ground are important. I’ll give you my contact info, and you can always call or text for confirmation on someone if you’re worried.”

“Thieves say the damndest things to get a girl’s number,” Beckett grunted, pulling out her phone to text, but I ignored her and handed Will my phone, letting him put his information into it.

“Do you need my number?” I asked when he handed it back, the sly look in his eye giving me an answer before he even spoke.

“We’re hackers and thieves, Raven. I already have it.”

“Romantic,” Beckett muttered, and I was close to throwing something at her when she glanced up and gave me a teasing smirk, knowing she was pissing me off.

“If you hear gunshots or anything, stay in the house,” Will warned, his eyes on me. “You’ll know if we need you to haul ass out of here.”

“Thanks for doing this,” I answered as he started walking towards the door, looking over his shoulder and giving me a wink.

“I’d do almost anything for a pretty girl. Have a good afternoon.” Then he was gone.

“Told you he was flirting,” Beckett snorted, my face heating.

“He knows the guys, right?”

“Yep.”

“I don’t understand men,” I huffed, and she let out a laugh.

“No one does. Despite Will’s flirting, you’re in good hands with him on security. I’d suggest we watch TV, but you probably shouldn’t with your messed up brain right now. Want me to show you cool ways of taking someone down?”

That probably wasn’t good for my head either, but I found myself nodding. It would probably come in handy.

Logan

The community center was a mess. Thankfully, most of it was outside, other than the shattered glass from the windows.

I wanted to go home to Raven, but if I was going to be the face of this place with Reid, I couldn’t just bail. Especially since so many people came to me for answers when Reid was swarmed already.

“Hold her for me,” Marco said as he thrust Maggie at me, the squirming baby giggling at me as I took her. She was so small, looking more like a three month old than a baby who was closer to turning one, and the small scar on her face made my chest ache.

Who could hurt a baby?

I cradled her in one arm against my chest, tickling her under the chin with my finger and causing her to blow bubbles at me as she laughed.

“Found her a family yet?” I asked as Marco texted someone.

He glanced up, raising an eyebrow. “Possibly. There’s a couple in Kingslake who want to fill their home with kids, and they’re considering taking all of them. Why? Do you want her?”

“Who wouldn’t, she’s adorable,” I chuckled, my finger brushing her soft cheek.

The pain flickered inside me, and it must have shown on my face because Marco winced and reached for her. “Shit, sorry. I’ll take her back.”

I took a step back, bouncing her a little. “No, I’ve got her. What do you think? Do I look like I’d be a good girl dad?”

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