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Wren stole a peek at each person. The men were huge, stacked with muscle that pointed to some intense training and possible military backgrounds. She needed answers about what this group actually did—and how they could help her—right after she got some sleep. Her brain couldn’t hold on to any information at the moment.
Before she knew it, someone slid a sandwich on a plate in front of her. An unopened bottle of water appeared.
“Get used to this, Wren. We have midnight snacks a lot around here.” Lark offered her a smile.
Was it even midnight? It had to be well past that. She shot a glance at the window. It was still black outside. How many more hours of sleep could she get if she laid down right this minute?
“You have what it takes to fit in for sure.” Lark’s statement brought her back to the conversation.
“Right,” Dove agreed, lowering her water from her lips. “A bird name.”
Wren glanced to the beautiful brunette seated at the end of the table.
“What about Avalynn?” she asked.
“It means beautiful bird,” the woman answered for herself. “She definitely has the right name, but…”
Lark and Dove gave her sharp looks.
Avalynn shrugged. She leaned over the table and whispered, “We’re talking about Jennings here.”
Wren eyed her. “What about Jennings?”
Everyone carefully avoided shooting glances at the big man dressed in the black leather vest of a Disciple but who wasn’t actually part of the gang.
“Well,” Lark brushed a lock of red hair off her face, “he has little brother syndrome.”
Wren was dead in her seat, but just looking at the god of a man had her insides clenching. His strength and confidence had struck her immediately when he walked into that room back at the church. And the way he took charge, making sure she was safe, was even hotter.
“He’s always been fling material.”
She could have a fling.
Where did that come from? Her fatigued mind shocked the hell out of her.
She had no clue what little brother syndrome had to do with her fitting in with the women sporting other bird names, but she didn’t care at the moment.
“Try to eat a little, Wren,” Dove encouraged with a sympathetic smile.
She picked up her sandwich. After a few bites, the food started to revive her from her stupor. At the opposite end of the table, the guys were deep in discussion, their voices pitched low. Jennings glanced over and caught her gaze. Seeing the sandwich in her hand, he dipped his head in a single nod and went back to his conversation.
“I shouldn’t be wrapped up inanyof this,” Wren burst out.
The ladies stared at her.
She waved the hand holding the turkey and cheese on white bread. “All I did was come home from work to find that my brother broke into my apartment. Next thing I know, I’m driving him to rehab. Finally, after all these years!ThenI get out of the shower to find this guy in my house. He tells me that he’ll settle for me as payment. Whodoesthat?”
Her outburst had all three ladies shaking their heads.
“I was going to be a doctor. Now I’m an LPN at the nursing home. It’s a good job, don’t get me wrong. But it’s terrible hours and hard work. I don’t mind hard work, but I only did it for the money. I had to help my brother after our parents died.”
Lark let out a gasp. “Your parents died?”
She nodded. “My brother got into drugs and I had to either ignore that and continue with med school or take this position as an LPN. It’s better than trying to make a living running errands for people on Quick Bunny.”
“Hey, Quick Bunny isn’t so bad.” Lark rubbed her pregnant belly.
“Until you deliver a bomb.” The sardonic voice from the end of the table brought Wren’s outburst of oversharing to a halt.
