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“Morning,” she said and held up her cup. “Coffee is made, but that’s about it. Guys aren’t back yet, so I haven’t made breakfast.”

I went over to the coffeepot and filled a mug up. “They all had to go?” I asked, thinking it was odd that they had business this early that required all of them.

Gina was looking down at her phone again and didn’t look up this time as she nodded her head.

Right. She didn’t like the questions. No matter how close I felt to Blaise in the cave, when I returned to the real world up here, things still seemed odd.

“There is good creamer in the fridge. I like the caramel-flavored one, but there is also vanilla and chocolate mocha. That powdered shit is Levi’s,” she said.

I put the powdered creamer down, thankful I wasn’t going to have to use it, and went to get the vanilla from the fridge. The bowls of fresh fruit surprised me, as did the number of eggs inside. There had to be at least eight dozen eggs.

“If you want any of the fruit, help yourself. I buy it so Angel and I have something healthy to eat. The guys rarely touch it,” Gina informed me.

I reached in and took some strawberries before closing the door. I popped one in my mouth as I walked over to sit at the table. Seeing as we were alone, I thought this would be a good time to apologize for my behavior last night.

“I didn’t know about Angel. I’m sorry ab—”

She held up her hand to stop me. “You didn’t know. I don’t hold it against you. I’d have acted worse in your position. You held it together way longer than I’d expected. I should have stayed upstairs with Angel. It was my intention, but she was determined to come downstairs and see what the noise was. Then, she saw you, and, well …” Gina shrugged. “I let Blaise deal with her, and I stayed with you.”

I took a drink of my coffee, not sure what to say to that. I didn’t want to ask her more questions, especially about Angel. Besides, I didn’t have to know everything about Blaise and his life right away. That was what getting to know people consisted of. Finding out as we went along. Blaise just had a lot of things in his life that were strange. That was all.

“How long do you think they’ll be?” I asked, then added, “I wasn’t sure if I should call Melanie to come get me.”

“Fuck no. Please, for all that is holy, do not call one of the Houstons or Trev to come get you. The shit that would hit the fan.” She shook her head. “Trust me, he doesn’t need that distraction right now.”

Okay, so he was going to keep me here? I did live at the Houstons’. I started to ask why that was an issue, but decided against it. I drank more coffee instead.

After a few moments of silence, I felt Gina’s eyes on me, and I glanced over at her.

“You’re not asking questions. That concerns me. You like to ask questions,” she said.

I smiled and took a bite of my strawberry.

“I’m serious. Don’t leave here until Blaise returns and takes you himself,” she warned me.

I nodded.

Wanting to change the subject from her worrying I was going to jump ship, I decided to talk about the racetrack. Since I knew now that she had grown up with racehorses too.

“So, do you have a horse?” I asked her. “That you race?” I added.

She shook her head. “Never got into it. I can ride one, but they were not something I cared for that much.”

A door opened, and that stopped me from inquiring about the track and if she went to races. Her head snapped up, and she looked toward the door.

“They’re home. Better get breakfast going,” she said, standing up and slipping her phone into her pocket.

I stood up too. “I can help. You tell me what you need, and I’ll do it.”

She raised her eyebrows at me. “You know how to cook?”

I laughed then. I’d been cooking meals since I had been tall enough to stand in a chair and reach the stove. “Anything you need, I can do it,” I assured her.

She nodded. “Okay then. You start the eggs. Scramble up about two dozen.”

Holy crap! No wonder they had so many eggs. Who all were we feeding?

I didn’t ask though. I went to get the eggs out of the fridge.

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