I was open-minded and honest, even with my brothers, but that didn’t mean I wanted them right there, seeing things they shouldn’t before they were old enough to make those types of choices themselves.
I filled my mouth with more delicious waffle and noticed Daddy and River’s stare-down.
It was entertaining.
Daddy intensified his stare and raised his brows. “What about our plan? We can’t even mention—”
“Reese. I swear to Christ.”
What plan? There was a plan? I wanted to hear the plan.
My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I would’ve left it there until breakfast was over if I hadn’t been expecting a text from TJ. I’d asked him to let me know if there was anything else they needed before school started.
Instead, it was a message from Ivy. She was confirming our plan to meet up for a late lunch next week. Kit and Cam were coming along too, and I had invited Isela. I was still a little irritated with her, but as my Owners had pointed out, she’d only wanted to help me. Just like they had. She deserved the chance to say her piece—and she probably deserved my forgiveness too.
“Fine,” I heard Daddy say in a bitchy tone.
I couldn’t help but chuckle, and I glanced up from my phone. “So, we’re not going to discuss your grand plan?”
“Apparently we’re going to wait,” Daddy muttered. He cut into his waffle with a bit too much force.
River smirked and wiped his mouth on a napkin. “Nothing wrong with enjoying the moment, brother.”
He had a point.
Daddy merely sighed, and then he dug out his phone and cocked a brow. He must’ve received a message too.
I took a sip of my coffee.
“KC spells his last name H-A-Y-L-E-S, right?”
River furrowed his brow. “Yeah. Why?”
Daddy slid the phone across the table to him. “Unless there’s another Noa Hayles, KC’s stepson just requested to become a member through an invitation from Cam.”
My eyebrows flew up, and I stuck another forkful of waffles into my mouth. River had told me about KC. He’d been there last night.
River kept his eyes on the screen as he spoke. “You know how we’ve always hated drama? Starting a community worked out really great for us.”
I laughed and licked some whipped cream off the corner of my mouth.
This was too funny. I had to text Cam about it right away.
Cam…? Are you starting drama in the community by inviting KC’s stepson? :-D
Daddy took back his phone with a shake of his head. “Thing is, I can’t discuss this with KC beforehand. It would violate our policy on privacy.”
And who could forget how quickly they’d assured me that, when they were researching my background, they hadn’t used any of the information I’d submitted for my membership.
Wait. Fuck. My stomach dropped. “Um, Daddy, I just texted Cam about it. I’m sorry. I didn’t think.”
I felt queasy all of a sudden.
When he asked to see the message, I showed him my phone, coincidentally at the same time as I could see Cam typing his response.
Daddy hummed. “Don’t do it again, sweetheart, but…I don’t know. Just this once, I kinda hope the news reaches KC. I want them to work this out on their own.”
The relief hit me hard enough that I felt giddy—and I couldn’t help but crack a joke. “I know how they can work things out.” I waggled my brows.
River snorted, only to cough quite violently. This was the day I’d made my Owner choke on a waffle.
Daddy chuckled and returned my phone. “And you call us filthy.”
I shrugged as I—oh, Cam had responded.
I don’t know what you’re talking about. ;) I’ll have you know that Noa and I are very close. Very, very close, if you know what I mean. And if we happened to have a plan together, that would be a pure coincidence.
I immediately shut down my phone and stuck it into my pocket. Welp. Being more active in this community was going to get…entertaining.
To be honest, I couldn’t fucking wait.
I had a sense of purpose again.
“What did Cam say, pup?” River asked.
“That he didn’t wanna talk about it,” I lied. “He also asked what the next Game is going to be.”
Daddy finished his coffee before responding. “We can give you a hint, but you’re not allowed to share it with anyone. Understood?”
“Yes, Sir.” I nodded quickly.
His mouth curved up into a dark little smirk. “The entire estate will be a funhouse for a weekend. It’s going to be a sleepover event.”
Oh hell.
My mind exploded with possibilities.