Page 89 of Under a Wicked Moon
“They were on the plane?” Flynn asked.
Nova scratched her face and avoided eye contact.
Vivi bit her lower lip and suppressed another smile.
“Did one of you spy on me in the bathroom?” Flynn shuddered.
“Did something happen in the bathroom we should know about?” Ky asked.
Flynn whacked Ky in the arm. He held up his hands and yelled, “We need a family rule: no one is allowed to stow away on the plane or be invisible. No one! It’s fucking creepy. We have enough weird in our lives not to add the concern about being spied on by invisible people on our own plane.”
“Agreed,” Ky chimed in.
Silence from the ladies.
“They didn’t agree, Ro.” Flynn pointed at them. He muttered to himself, “I’ll sweep the plane before takeoff from now on and shoot anything that makes noise.”
“If you put holes in my mate or my plane, I’ll kill you,” Roman said, but there was no bite to the threat.
“We’re here. We’re helping.” Nova crossed her arms while Vivi removed a holstered handgun from the duffel bag in the back seat and tucked it into her belt. She continued to weapon up withtwo knives, oblivious to thehell novibes from the three of them.
She put two extra magazines in her side pocket and announced, “I’m ready.”
“Do you know how to use those?” Roman asked.
Vivi smirked. “I might not remember how I got trained or how many I was sent to kill, but I didn’t forget how to kill.”
Could he be any more in love with this badass?
Yeah, love. That’s what he felt for her.
A sense of relief saturated him for recognizing it. But this could be a trap. Neither lady should be anywhere near here.
Roman ran a hand over his face. “Fine. You two stay outside and guard the entrances. Nova, stay invisible. Flynn, give them earpieces.” He held up a hand when Nova was about to speak. “No. You’re not going inside. Not until we figure out exactly what we’re dealing with. Then, and only then, will we callyou on the earpieces to help. Okay?”
She pursed her lips. “Fine.”
Vivi shrugged. “Your loss if you get blown to shreds going in.”
Ky couldn’t stop staring at Vivi as too much emotion saturated his brain.
Flynn shoulder nudged Roman as he walked past. “Look, he’s gone gooey-brain.”
Roman sighed dramatically and said quietly to Nova as he walked by, “See? This fucked up Ky. This is why I said no. I needed his head tight.”
“I’m fine,” Ky snapped.
“Your ass looks hot in those pants, Ky!” Vivi called out.
Roman shot her an agitated death glare.
Ky’s cheeks heated, as did the rest of him. Was this real? Was she actually flirting with him? That might mean she forgave him or remembered something.
He turned in order to figure out what was going on, but Roman grabbed his arm. “Later. You deal with this later.”
A locked side door of the church? No problem. Ky used telekinesis to slide open the dead bolt and twist open the doorknob lock. Once inside…nothing. No smell of decay indicative of a witch gone bad. It smelled of wax from the thirty or forty candles burning in front of a small statue of Mary.
Nothing attacked them.
