A Sinful Trap (Three Sinful Wishes 2)

“The attic has been trying to kill me.” She’d also promised to wait for Cam before attempting it again. “But I’ll see what I can do.”

“You’re afraid of what you feel about these men. It’s very strong.”

Damn right, she was. It was idiotic on a professional level. Dangerous for her heart. They were arrogant. Complicated. And leaving, sooner or later. Why wouldn’t she be afraid?

“You need safety.” Kaya spoke softly. “But they make you feel—”

Alive. Unsteady. Desirable. Confused. More myself than I’ve ever been.

Kaya’s grip tightened. “The first notices things. Enjoys you. You don’t intimidate him, but something about you confuses him.”

Cam.

“The other calls to the playful side of you. The wild you lock away, but shouldn’t. You’re drawn to them more each day. They think of you, too. They need you. More each day. Soon it won’t be sustainable.” Kaya frowned. “Why is that?”

Bailey wasn’t sure, but that was her fear, too. That the fire inside her was already burning too brightly to last. It would blaze through her until there was nothing left. Cam and Davide might survive it because of who and what they were, but she couldn’t.

“Why? What are they?” Kaya asked, as if reading her last thought.

Bailey didn’t know. She wasn’t even sure where that thought had come from.

Don’t let her see us yet.

She instantly yanked her hand away and Kaya blinked at her, looking stunned.

“What is it?” Dani glanced between them anxiously. “What happened?”

Kaya pressed a fist to her heart, her attention still on Bailey. “I saw a spirit cord. Some kind of tether tying you to them. Tightening as I watched.”

Bailey tensed even more. The connection she couldn’t explain? Maybe that’s what Kaya was picking up on.

“It’s only sex,” she assured her, but her voice revealed her uncertainty. “As in, I haven’t had any for years and they’re hitting all my go buttons.”

“Bailey.”

“I feel connected to Liam like that,” Dani said supportively. “Like I’d know if he were in trouble now, and vice versa. You might be worrying for nothing, Kaya. The same way you do about Stax.”

There was an undercurrent of steel in Dani’s voice that Bailey rarely heard. Kaya noticed too and instantly lowered her hand. “Maybe you’re right. I might be too close to both of you to be objective during a reading.”

Bailey was surprised she’d backed down so quickly. She wanted to thank Dani and ask her for some of that juju she’d just put on the table, because Kaya rarely gave in when she thought she was right.

“Can I say one more thing?”

Spoke too soon.

“As long as it’s not about me dying of celibacy,” Bailey said wryly.

Kaya’s lips curved. “That was never going to happen. But I got enough of a sense of them to know they aren’t being entirely honest with you. They have a purpose that’s hidden. And they’re searching for something you could help them find.”

Ignoring a shiver of foreboding, Bailey rolled her eyes at Dani and got to her feet. “See? That’s the kind of vague creepery I always expected from psychics before I met our girl.”

“It sounds like buried treasure to me. In the attic?” Dani rubbed her hands together. “Ghosts, threesomes and a pirate’s treasure. Not the usual Sedona campfire story. I can’t wait to see what happens next.”

Bailey kissed her cheek, then moved to do the same to Kaya, pausing long enough to give her a hard stare. “Is their hidden purpose illegal or violent in any way?”

“No. I’m not getting criminal intent. Old wounds. Old scars. Something they lost?”

“Good. If it’s not illegal and the people I care about are not in physical danger, then I don’t want to know any more.”

“Fair enough.” Kaya looked genuinely apologetic. “I’m sorry I pushed. I worry about you, that’s all.”

Bailey kissed her on the forehead. “I worry about you right back. But I’m always glad you’re on my side.”

Dani sniffed. “Don’t make me cry, or I’ll tell Liam to withhold his cooking skills from both of you the next time you’re over.” She frowned thoughtfully. “The same threat applies if we don’t get updates on the ghosts and epic sex you’ll probably be having later.”

“Love has made you cruel.”

“I think it has.”

Bailey smiled at that. “Wish me luck.”

“A wish is more creation than luck, Butterfly Maiden,” Kaya said lightly, reminding Bailey of the dream she’d had that started their wishing in the first place.

Wishes or luck, Bailey would take it. Her personality might make people think she was daring, but the truth was she’d stayed within the boundaries of her comfort zone most of her life. She could be bold here because she had roots. People who knew her. But the ache for Cameron and Davide got stronger every minute she was away from them, and that was so far out of her zone she wasn’t sure what to do with it.