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My words are cut off as something hard slams into my chest.

“Ow,” I growl, yanking my arm off my face and sitting upright.

Glaring down, I find my own bat now lying in my lap after it smacked into my chest. I draw my eyebrows down and look up to find Kaden standing in the doorway to the living room with a nonchalant expression on his face.

Eli huffs out a laugh while dropping down on the couch opposite me. It creaks underneath his weight as he lands and swings his feet up on the coffee table. Rico strolls past and casually kicks Eli’s feet down from the table before he shoves my legs off the couch as well and sits down next to me. Eli shoots him a threatening look that Rico responds to with a grin full of challenge.

I snatch up the bat in my lap and spin it in my hand before pointing it at Kaden, who is still watching me from the doorway with cool dark eyes. Narrowing my eyes, I level a hard stare on him.

“You don’t just throw bats at people,” I warn.

From next to me on the couch, Rico snorts and cuts me a sideways look. “You are the last person who gets to lecture someone about throwing bats at people, Golden.”

“One, don’t call me that. And two, let me rephrase.” I level my bat threateningly at Kaden again. “You don’t just throw a bat at the owner of said bat. It’s?—”

“Bat Etiquette 101,” both Eli and Rico finish for me, and then chuckle in unison.

“Exactly,” I say.

“Yeah, you do,” Kaden argues as he at last pushes off from the doorframe and starts towards the couch. While dropping down next to Eli, he gives me a pointed look. “If the owner of that bat left it blocking my hallway.”

“Blocking the hallway?” I roll my eyes and put the bat down on the coffee table in front of me. “Now you’re just being dramatic.”

Kaden slides out a knife and starts twirling it in his hand. “If I wanted bats all over my house, I would be marrying you. Not Alina.”

“Yes, where is Alina?” I ask, glancing around their neat living room.

Just like Kaden’s room was back home, and back at Blackwater, his and Alina’s house is freakishly neat and clean. He has always preferred things organized, and it shines through now as well.

There is not a speck of dust on the pale wooden furniture, and the two white couches that we’re occupying don’t have a single stain on them. Sunlight streams in through the windows and glints against the silver decorations around the living room.

I suppress a smile as my gaze drifts across the light colors. That is something Kaden had to give up. He prefers dark colors. Dark wood. Black fabric. But Alina doesn’t. She likes it light and airy. And Kaden is whipped as fuck when it comes to Alina, so whatever she wants, she gets.

“She’s out with Raina and Isabella,” Kaden replies, still nonchalantly twirling the knife in his hand.

I snap my attention back to his face. “What?” Incredulity pulses through me as I stare between my three brothers. “You let the three of them go out alone. Together.”

Rico clears his throat and lifts one shoulder in a shrug. “We’ve preemptively paid off the entire police department.”

“Just in case they set the whole city on fire,” Eli picks up, and waves a casual hand in the air. “Or, you know, kill a bunch of people or something.”

An astonished laugh escapes my chest, and I shake my head. “And this is why I’m still single.”

Eli, Kaden, and Rico exchange a glance. Knowing smiles spread across their lips. I scowl at them.

“What?” I demand.

Kaden snickers and cuts me a look. “For now.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means that you’ve been talking an awful lot about Kayla Ashford in our group chat.”

“So,” Rico begins, drawing out the word, before I can retort. “What’s she like?”

I shoot them all a threatening look, which they all just answer with a wicked grin. Groaning, I slump back against the backrest again and rake my fingers through my hair.

“I’m telling you, she’s fucking crazy,” I mutter.

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