It doesn’t matter that Pack Domino may be her scent matches, she doesn’t know that yet.
“I’ll give you the name of a good attorney,” Lyle grunts. “Don’t worry about paying for it. She lives to destroy men like this.”
“Wait,” Nico says, standing with his arms up in front of him. “I need time to figure this out with my wife. Please.”
“You can do it the old fashioned way. If Rosalia wants it, we have a guest house she and Verona are welcome to. You can visit her and schedule visitation. If they become dates, so be it. However you will court her as she deserves to be, or I’ll help her get a divorce,” Lyle says.
His tone states there is no other option, and Rosalia appears very relieved. I don’t think she could handle being in a closed space with them all.
Selfishly, I want them to work for it. They’ve been dipshits of late.
“The only way to communicate with her is to get on that phone situation,” Carter says. “Chop chop.”
“You know the address to deliver it to,” Silas says, standing and beginning to herd the Dominos through the back door to leave. It’s done so nicely, it almost appears to be an escort instead of him kicking them out.
“Rosa,” Nico says, twisting to look at her. “Please come home with us.”
“No.”
“She knows her mind, and if she changes her mind, guess what? She’s allowed! Out!”
Well, I guess Silas is no longer pretending. Rosa deflates as they finally leave and Cassidy shakes her head.
“We haven’t ever spent much time together because of your father,” she says. “How do you feel about becoming friends?”
“I’ve never had one except for Verona,” Rosa murmurs. “I think I’d like that.”
“We have a running club,” Cooper chuckles. It sounds as if he’s been eating wood chips, and I feel really sad as I realize what it means. However he lost Nina, I’m glad she’s here beside him going toe to toe with the Domino brothers. Cassidy is friends with Nina, but I don’t know Nina’s story. “Would you like to join us?”
“I don’t want to put you out if seeing me with you will cause trouble,” Rosa says sadly.
“I once had that problem, and they managed to hide me when we ran since I’m short. Also, a hat and sunglasses help,” Nina explains.
“Maybe I should join you all. I feel as if I have ants crawling on my skin,” Rosa mutters.
“I’ll pick up some alpha pheromone blocker cream for under your nose. It’s not going to work like whatever pills your father had you on, but it will give you a break from being barraged by them,” Easton offers, surprising me.
He sees my brow ease and he winces. “I’m not the asshole I made myself out to be today. Verona, Rosalia, I am deeply sorry for making you both uncomfortable. Please feel free to stay as our guests for as long as you need. Lyle will also make your marriage go away.”
“Easton,” Lyle groans. “I was trying to be professional.”
“Pretty sure we’ve passed that,” Rosa says with a weak smile. “What did Cooper say? That’s right: you don’t stand on ceremony.”
“Correct. Let me grab the key for you two. First, I want to explain our ground rules, which are fully for your protection,” Lyle begins. His words make me a bit unsettled, and I shift uneasily. “No one will enter the guest house without your express permission. Rosa isn’t having a great time right now, and I want the scents there to be exactly what she needs them to be. We usually have a house cleaner come in, but we can have her skip the guest house if you’d prefer. You can have whatever you need delivered here, and one of us will bring it to the door. That’s really everything.”
Rosa relaxes slightly and thanks him. Five minutes later, we say goodbye to everyone and walk down the paved path to the guest house hidden by the garden.
Once inside, I begin snooping around. The home is a one-bedroom cottage, and the bed is huge. Rosa kicks off her heels with a relieved sigh and drops her purse on the ground before placing the gun on a side table.
“There’s women’s clothes in here in different sizes,” I report, going through the drawers before continuing to the bathroom and small kitchen.
It’s all fully stocked, which makes me more and more curious as to why they have this place, and if they thought Rosa would need it.
“Would you like me to draw you a bath?” I ask her. “Rosa?”
Her eyes are glassy, and I feel internal screaming happening in her mind. She’s silently panicking, unable to speak as she goes very pale.
“Baby?”
