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Bailey
As the week went on, less and less workers came in. Veronica hadn’t shown her face since the first day, and by Friday, it was just us left. Without the senator around to keep track, everyone was opting to work from home.
The Syndicate had upped the stakes even further now. They told me to act soon but I was stuck in limbo while the senator was out of office. He’d pushed his return another week, oblivious to the pressure I was under.
Unfortunately, I hadn’t found a single thing outside of the bill to incriminate him. What I needed was something to show the world who he truly was and what he was involved in. The bill needed to be the icing on top.
He could talk his way out of everything we had, so that wouldn’t cut it.
Hayes went through his computer and found nothing, meaning there was likely a secondary computer with him or at home, but I didn’t exactly have access to his home.
Yet.
The idea of going there had bile rising in my throat. If he invited me there, I doubted that it would be with innocent intentions.
The guys had offered to break in, and I’d considered it, but I needed no evidence to point back to us. Not to mention, his wife didn’t go with him on this trip. They didn’t need a witness on their hands… one that would be missed.
Pushing that thought aside, I tried to focus on my normal work, but it was impossible today.
“I’m hungry,” I announced. I’d barely started work, but my stomach was rumbling, my head was all over the place, and I couldn’t focus to save my life. Literally.
“Wait, what?” Sterling asked, standing up. He walked over, mainly to be a smartass and put his hand to my forehead, but the moment he touched me, the act fell away.
“Bailey, you’re burning up.” That had the others surrounding me immediately.
“I’m fine. I don’t feel sick or anything,” I protested.
“Are you going into heat?” Weston asked. They all tipped their heads back and sniffed the air.
“No,” I said again, pulling a pack of suppressors out of my bag and holding it up for them to see. “I haven’t missed any of these.”
They all frowned, obviously not satisfied with that answer.
“Look, I only have a little bit to do today, then we can call Friday early,” I promised. Cyrus and Weston had a meeting that they were supposed to be going to in a few hours, so we could all part ways then.
At this point, I just wanted to get back to our safehouse and relax.
My focus continued to get worse with each passing minute. I felt like I was in a daze, and the mental fog lingered around the edges of my consciousness, making each thought sluggish. When I stood up to say something to them, I could hear my voice slurring, but it was muffled by the ringing in my ears.
The scent of basil and honey was my only warning before Hayes scooped me up. I hadn’t realized I was falling until I was off my feet. I groaned, disoriented and nauseous.
“Something’s wrong,” I managed to get out. Even through the slurring, the guys seemed to understand.
Hayes’ voice rumbled around me. “No hospitals?” His hazel eyes were intent on me, waiting for my answer.
I couldn’t speak, but I shook my head violently enough that I groaned again. Someone grabbed me, forcing me to stop. Cyrus leaned in, his eyes serious and thick brows scrunched together with worry.
“Get her home.”
My eyes slipped closed, and when I opened them again, I was in a car. They tried to speak to me, but the world swirled around me before darkness took over for the second time.
My eyes blinked open, and I realized I was on a bed. Two of my mates were sitting on a couch nearby, but in the fading darkness of the room, I couldn’t tell who.
How long was I out?
My body felt as if it were made of lead. My arms and legs were heavy, and I was covered in a sheen of sweat. I’d had my heat before, but this was strange. The typical warmth was there. My pussy and nipples ached, and the slightest movement had me pressing my legs together as I whimpered, but it wasn’t the right time, and I’dneverhad these new debilitating effects.
This couldn’t be happening, not with them. We’d just met! I couldn’t share my heat with them; that was the kind of shit that bonded people did, and I wasn’t looking for that right now.
