Before Laken opened the wine they’d all decided they better arrange a ride home. Molly thought she might feel like an intruder considering how well these three women knew each other, but they’d made her feel so welcome she’d soon relaxed. The wine helped too.
“So, Molly, how long are you planning on staying in Haven?” Lila asked.
“Oh, probably until Savannah and her men grow tired of having a house guest and kick me out.”
Savannah snorted. “As if that will happen.”
Laken leaned over and replenished her glass. “And if it does, you can always come stay with me and Duncan.”
“Think your hunky deputy will be happy having me stay?” Molly teased.
Laken smiled. “He’ll be fine with it.”
“Yeah, but Molly may not be after you keep her up half the night.” Lila smirked.
Laken picked up a cushion from the armchair where she sat and threw it at her. “Well, if you don’t want to move in with us, you can always stay here; it’s empty.”
“Thanks, but I’ve got plans to find some tropical island and work on my tan.” She looked down at her pale skin pointedly.
“Oh, that sounds nice,” Lila said. “Which island? For how long?”
“I’m not sure. Right now, I’m thinking about Samoa or Rarotonga. And maybe indefinitely.”
“Really?” Savannah asked. “Won’t you get bored living on a tropical island? What about your work?”
“Oh, I’ll always find work no matter where I go,” she said vaguely.
“There are crazies everywhere, huh?” Lila asked, this time ducking to avoid the cushion Savannah flung her way.
“Well, I’m not really allowed to call people crazy . . . but if the shoe fits . . .” A cushion landed against her arm, causing her to spill her drink on her jeans.
“Oh, shit, Molly, I’m sorry,” Laken said apologetically, getting up to go and grab a cloth. Molly took it from her, using it to dab at her pants.
“Don’t worry about it, I’ve had worse spilled on me.”
“Let me go get you something to wear from downstairs,” Laken offered.
Molly dismissed that suggestion with a shake of her head. “Don’t bother. I’m fine. It’s not that bad. I shouldn’t have been teasing you all.”
“When you get settled on that tropical island, we might just have to visit you,” Lila said. “A vacation sounds perfect right about now.”
“Sure. Come visit anytime.” She felt bad for not telling them everything. Like they’d better come visit sooner rather than later or she might not be there.
“So.” Molly sat forward. “Can any of you tell me what I have to do to join Saxons?”
The three women were silent for a moment, staring at her. Then Lila and Savannah looked over at Laken.
“Not sure why you’re all looking at me. I don’t go there that often.”
“But you’re the only one of us who’s a member,” Savannah pointed out.
“You are?” Molly asked, delighted. “So, Duncan is dominating you again? That’s wonderful. I’m glad to hear you’ve started practicing again.”
Laken chuckled and shook her head. “I don’t think there are many shrinks who would be so happy that their former patient is getting tied up and spanked on a regular basis.”
“Tell me more.”
“Molly!” Laken said.