“Hey,” she said, glowering at Colin. “I thought you wanted my help.”
“Sorry.” Colin gave her a sheepish smile. “Please, Savannah.”
“Lila’s my friend,” she told him, agonizing over what to do.
“And I don’t want you to betray her trust,” Colin told her earnestly. “But this is something the old Lila would do, shut herself down to hide any problems or hurts and it can be destructive. If you can help us in any way we’d be grateful. We’re worried about her. I haven’t seen her so depressed before, not even when Clay died.”
Savannah felt a stab of worry. “Well, we had a good time last night, right up until the end. Some cowboy slapped Lila’s ass,” she saw Colin’s eyes narrow and went on quickly, “but she took care of him, and Duncan Jones was there. He quickly got rid of the guy. After that we went back to the table and had a talk. Mainly about some stuff that Laken went through with her job and her ex. Then some waitress spilled a drink on Lila so she went to clean up in the bathroom. I followed her after I realized she was taking quite a while. When I walked in she was talking to a woman.” Savannah paused, wondering how much she should say.
“Please, Savannah,” Colin begged.
With a sigh, Savannah hoped she wasn’t about to lose a friend, but she just knew she couldn’t keep this to herself. “Well, I didn’t recognize the woman, and I didn’t hear what they were saying, but Lila seemed kind of upset. I’m not sure exactly what they were speaking about, but I’m guessing she might have something to do with Lila acting strange today.”
Colin sighed and gave her a smile. “Thanks, Savannah, I owe you.”
Savannah nodded and stood with her men as Colin went to leave. “I really like Lila, I hope everything is okay.”
“It will be. It will be.”
*****
Lila lay on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. She knew she should tell her men about last night. She’d promised to be honest with them and they wouldn’t be happy if she met her mother on Tuesday alone.
But she just couldn’t bring herself to tell them what her mother had threatened. Shame washed through her. How could she be related to someone so awful? And what if Gavin, Trace and Colin were so disgusted that they turned away from her? She wouldn’t blame them, but it would break her.
She let out a loud sigh. She’d retreated to her bedroom to think and yet that was the last thing she wanted to do. She wanted her men to hug her, touch her, to make love to her. Lila squeezed her eyes shut as her body heated, her nipples tightening.
She was ready for them. Rolling her nipple between her forefinger and thumb, she groaned as sensation raced through her body to sizzle around her clit.
“Lila?” Trace called through the door, knocking gently. “Are you okay in there?”
She stilled, staring at the cl
osed door. Did she dare?
Moving her free hand up to her other nipple, she licked her bottom lip. Yep, seemed she did.
“Come in,” she called huskily.
Trace stepped through the door and came to a sudden stop. The concern and determination on his face faded to be replaced by a hot, intense heat.
“What.” He cleared his throat, his gaze riveted on her breasts. “What are you doing?”
“Trying to relieve some pressure,” she replied. “Want to help me?”
He took a step forward then another before stopping at the foot of the bed. Lila split her legs, hardly believing her own daring. Dropping one hand down, she lifted her skirt and cupped her mound.
Trace’s breathing quickened, a light flush covering his face. “This isn’t a good idea, you’re not ready.”
“Do I look like I’m not ready, Trace?” she asked in a low voice as she slipped one finger beneath her lacy panties.
“Colin just pulled up… What the hell?” Gavin asked.
Lila glanced over at Gavin who’d come to a stop just inside her bedroom. She smiled, hoping it looked inviting rather than nervous. Although since she’d started her nerves had pretty much fled. This seemed so right.
“What are you doing?” Gavin asked, shaking himself free of his shock as he came to stand by Trace.
“I need you guys,” she told them. “So much. I can’t wait anymore, don’t make me wait anymore. Touch me. Help me.”