Unable to stop himself, Liam brushed his palm down her shoulder, lingered on her breast, then splayed over her abdomen. Hammer’s fingertips reached up her thigh. She shivered.
“Can’t we stay in bed?” she breathed.
“No.” Liam wished they could as he cradled her hip. “Get that saucy, wee ass moving.”
She propped herself up on her elbows to glance at them. Her gaze landed just beyond Hammer, on the suitcase all packed by the balcony doors. She zipped her stare over to the empty nightstand. Her pout became a frown, disappointment and confusion crossing her brow. “We’re leaving?”
Hammer sent her a sharp nod. “Unfortunately, we have to head back to the club.”
Raine blinked. “Already? I thought we were going to stay here for a few days.”
“Beck got called into surgery this afternoon,” Liam explained.
“Then let him take the car and go. I’m sure the three of us could find something to do while he’s gone.” She batted her lashes.
“Trust me, precious,” Macen growled. “There’s nothing we’d rather do than come back to bed and make you scream, but Beck won’t be back for days, maybe a week. We can’t stay here that long, no matter how badly we’d like to.”
“And we would.” Liam stroked a hand through her silky mane. “Now up with you. Here. Take a sip of coffee and get dressed.”
As she sat up, Liam handed her the mug. She wrinkled her nose at the scent. “That sucks, but I suppose that’s the life of a surgeon.”
“We’ll make it up to you,” Hammer promised with a sly grin.
“Deal.” She took a sip of the dark brew, then winced and handed the coffee back.
Liam took the mug. “Now stop driving us to distraction. Up with you. We’ve got to get on the road.”
She frowned at them as she climbed out of bed. “Let me brush my teeth and use the bathroom.”
“Ten minutes.” Hammer rose and retrieved the suitcase.
Liam grabbed the duffel. “We’ll be downstairs. Don’t keep us waiting.”
Raine blinked as she watched them leave the bedroom. “Seriously?”
Last night, she’d finally been granted her dream come true when Liam and Hammer had taken her together. Never before had she felt so treasured, surrounded, and safe. After all the sensual touches and words of love they’d exchanged, this morning they’d hustled her back to real life without a single kiss. Or even a hug. No, she hadn’t expected rainbows or carriage rides—or marriage proposals. But they’d behaved as if nothing particularly special had happened. In fact, she’d sensed a strange vibe humming around them.
With a sigh, she padded into the bathroom. Maybe Beck’s need to head down the mountain had thrown the guys for a loop. Someone’s life hung in the balance, and it wasn’t as if she wanted Beck’s patient to die so she could have a leisurely morning in bed with Liam and Hammer. But yeah, she’d expected more.
After emptying her bladder and searching around for her toiletries, she realized they’d left her one zippered pouch with her toothbrush. A comb lay next to it. She frowned. No skin care, makeup, or deodorant. She wanted to poke her head down the stairs and point out their oversight…except she bet it wasn’t. Raine huffed. She could do a bit more in ten minutes. After years of having her under his roof, Hammer especially should know that.
Instead, they couldn’t shove her out of the lodge—where everything wonderful had happened—fast enough. Simply because of Beck’s tight timeline…or did they want to put last night behind them?
Frowning, she completed the parts of her morning routine she could and tried to figure out what the heck was going on. Nothing added up. She hadn’t thought they’d lose interest already, but she wasn’t sure what other conclusion to reach. Disquiet wound through her.
As Raine headed out of the bathroom with her few items in hand, she noticed the pile of neatly folded clothing on the overstuffed chair in the corner. When she shook out the garments, she realized they were the same ones she’d worn to the lodge a few short days ago. Those two hadn’t packed her many clothes. Did that mean they had intended to spend most of their time with her in bed…or that they hadn’t planned to stay here for long?
Scowling now, she pulled on the little black skirt, her tank, cardigan, and kitten heels. No undergarments. At the moment, she wasn’t sure whether that delighted her or just pissed her off.
Feeling unsettled, she grabbed her toiletries again and made her way downstairs. Liam rushed from the kitchen and shoved a travel mug in her hand. “I made some of that tea you like.”
Raine softened a little that he’d remembered. “Thank you.”
He dipped his head, and she settled against his warmth. But when she parted her lips to kiss him, he merely planted a peck on her cheek, then pulled away. “Everyone is waiting in the car.”