“You don’t even have shoes on,” Sampson scolded. “Did you cut yourself? Let me see.”
“It’s nothing.” She held her finger tightly.
“Maeve,” Sampson said warningly.
Maeve showed him her finger.
“I’ll get a First-Aid kit,” Immy said.
Oh God, Maeve hated blood. Nausea rolled in her tummy. She’d vomited while cleaning her hands and knees the other day. But this almost felt worse. Thankfully, Immy came back with the First-Aid kit and Sampson doctored her up while she looked away.
“I’m so sorry, Jenner. I’ll pay for the glass.”
“Maeve, stop,” Jenner said, almost impatiently. “The glass doesn’t fucking matter.”
“Jenner!” Immy scolded. “Don’t swear at her.”
They all stared at Immy in shock. She never got harsh with Jenner.
Jenner looked the most surprised out of all of them, but then he turned to Maeve with a frown. “You’ve got to stop thinking we see you as a burden. You’re our fucking sister. We’d burn the world down for you, got it?”
She nodded. She was used to Sampson or Cat speaking to her like that. But not Jenner.
He nodded back, looking satisfied.
“Well, okay, you can swear at her this once,” Immy muttered. “But only because that was quite sweet.”
“So we’re agreed that I’ll stay home tomorrow?” Abe said after he cleaned up the broken glass.
She sent him a smile of gratitude. “What is going on?”
“Charity auction,” Immy told her. “We’re auctioning off a night with some of the city’s most eligible bachelors. Jenner and Sampson included. I’m helping organize it so I have to be there.” She gave Maeve an apologetic look.
“Not like we’d leave the two of you alone here,” Jenner said. “Maeve can’t even kill a fly and you’re scared of the dark, Immy.”
“I could fight off an attacker,” Immy protested. “I’ve been working with Sampson.”
“Sampson is being auctioned off?” She looked at her friend in amazement.
Sampson shuffled around, looking uncomfortable. “Immy got me at a weak moment.”
“Everyone thinks that Sampson is hot,” Immy confided. “He’s been photographed lots as Jenner’s bodyguard. He’s got his own fan club.”
Sampson’s cheeks were turning red.
It was so cute. She’d never seen him embarrassed before.
“I’ve booked a plane ticket. I leave early tomorrow,” Isaiah said.
“And I’ll stay here tomorrow night with Maeve,” Abe said.
“Fine, but I want Andy here too,” Sampson stated. “He can stay outside.”
“I don’t think that’s necessary,” she said.
But everyone just stared at her.
“All right then.” She shuffled forward and Sampson helped her down. “Isaiah, could I talk to you a moment? In private.”