Braxton laughed.
Barrett turned his gaze on him. Braxton quickly sobered.
“Braxton, you damn near shattered the Thorn Crown Chapel in Eureka Springs.”Jayden snorted.
Barrett looked at him. “And you, I don’t even want to think what the hell you’re going to do.” Barrett stood. He suddenly needed a drink. Something with a very strong alcohol content.
“Zane, go relieve Lucien.” Barrett met his Guardian’s gaze.
Zane nodded once and silently left the RV.
“Braxton, keep an eye on the computer in case we get a hit on CODIS. I’m going inside for a while.”
#
Braxton snorted.
Damon cut his eyes at him. “What’s so funny?”
“I was just thinking about you in that Spartacus costume. Where’d you get that thing anyway?”
“It’s his. Granny let me borrow it.” Damon stuck his thumb at Jayden.
“Yeah, and I want it back. Do you know how much that damn thing cost?” Jayden swiveled in his captain chair.
Damon rubbed the back of his neck and looked away.
Jayden narrowed his eyes. “You do still have it, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Can I have it back?” Jayden arched his brow.
“Come on, brother. Ava really likes that costume.” Damon grimaced.
“What?”
“Ava really likes that costume.”
“Dude, she making you wears that thing in bed?” Braxton sobered.
Damon shifted his weight uncomfortably. “Not all the time.”
Jayden looked at Braxton and they broke out laughing at Damon’s pained expression.
“Does she make you play the gladiator slave and she’s the princess?” Jayden arched his brow.
Damon froze.
“Son of a bitch. She is. You’re completely serious.” Jayden couldn’t help but feel a little jealous. Maybe he could convince Haley to dress up in a naughty schoolgirl outfit.
Jayden jerked his head in Braxton’s direction. “Are you and Kate into dressing up?”
“Not yet.” Braxton sounded way too interested in going down that trail. “I wonder where the closest costume store is in Eureka Springs.”
“You can order online.”
They both looked at Damon.
“You make her wear that Little Red Riding Hood costume from the strip club?
“Sometimes.” A smile played at the corners of Damon’s mouth.
“That was one hell of an outfit.” Braxton nodded in appreciation.
Damon growled. “You two assholes better forget what she looked like in that outfit or I’ll rip both your eyes out.”
Jayden held up his hands. “Easy, Damon. Braxton is mated and I’m…”
“Yeah, what are you and Haley?” Braxton, the nosey bastard, had turned the conversation back on Jayden.
“I don’t know. Besides, we were talking about Damon’s costume not my relationship.”
“Oh, so it is a relationship.” Damon smirked.
“You going to mate her?” Braxton asked.
“What kind of costumes are you boys talking about?” Granny peeked her gray head inside the RV. The old woman was like a damn cat. Despite her age she could sneak up on someone before you knew she was there. Everyone suddenly found some busy work that needed their undivided attention.
The door slammed shut and everyone looked up. Barrett stood there with his coffee cup halfway to his lip. He frowned.
“What are you ladies talking about or do I not want to know?” Barrett scowled.
“We were talking about if Jayden was going to mate Haley,” Damon offered.
Jayden glared at the Were.
“I thought you were talking about costumes for sex.” Granny shrugged. “That seems to be what the ladies were asking me about. They even wanted to see a catalogue.”
Damon blinked. “You have costumes?”
“Fuck my life.” Barrett threw open the door of the RV and headed back into the house.
#
Twilight was quickly melting into night. Haley stared at Jayden, listening quietly while he filled her in on how they tracked the account that had hacked her Facebook account to Louisiana. For some reason she never really expected her stalker to be from her home state and possibly someone she knew.
It just didn’t feel right.
“But the building doesn’t have someone’s name on the lease?”Jayden shook his head. “It’s a foreclosure. So it’s owned by the bank. Barrett is running checks on all the employees of the bank to see if anything comes up.”
She nodded once and glanced away. “I don’t know, Jayden. I guess I never really suspected that someone I actually know could be doing this.”
“Stalkers usually know their victims. He could be someone that you turned down for a date one time or someone you might have gone to high school with that had a fascination with you.”