I shook my head, looking up at him.
“You guys need hobbies.”
He kissed me thoroughly, giving me an idea of what hobby he would like to have.
“We need to be more careful,” I said, pulling back. “We’ve kicked the hornet’s nest now. They’re going to respond.”
Tor grunted in acknowledgment, and I eased from his embrace to put the supplies away. If I were someone out to steal food, I’d wait until dark. Leaving all the supplies in the tote would make it too easy to grab, and I wanted to make sure that the cameras caught everything. Most of the food went into the cupboards. I opened a bag of chips and set it on the couch. Then I randomly placed a tower of canned goods on the coffee table like a work of art.
Tor’s gaze grew hungrier as he watched me move around the room. I knew what he was thinking. He wanted me up in the bedroom so we could have a repeat of last night. I wanted that, too, but wasn’t sure how smart it would be.
“What do you like for dinner? I could make spam and rice again,” I said, looking through the supplies.
“I want you.”
I glanced up and shook my head at him.
“I’m aware. But it wouldn’t be smart to be caught with our pants down.” I set the spam and canned veggies on the counter along with the rice I’d grabbed.
“I very much want to catch you with your pants down.” He started to stand, his moves taking on a predatorial edge that made my heart race.
I held up a hand.
“Sit, Tor.”
The words barely left my mouth when there was a knock on the door. I glanced at Tor, and he moved up the stairs, just out of sight, as I went to answer.
Matt and Nat stood outside.
“Can I help you?” I asked.
“We’d like to come in if that’s all right,” Matt said.
“Do I have a choice?”
“Is there a reason you don’t want our fine leader inside the house?” Nat asked. “You hiding something?”
“No. Protecting something. I just walked through town with a tote full of food and two men show up at my door. I’m not stupid. Why else would you be here?”
“We’re not here for your food, June. I promise,” Matt said, pulling my attention from Nat. “We’re looking for some missing people.”
“And you think they’re here? Why?” Even as I asked it, I stepped aside to let them both in. Nat’s gaze went straight to the food on the counter.
“It’s mine,” I said. “Stop drooling and start answering my questions. Why would you think your friends are here?”
“Someone said they were seen near your house,” Nat answered.
I glanced at Matt. “Well, if that isn’t a sign they were looking to break in, I don’t know what is. I’m glad you came to check up on me. If the men did break in, though, they were likely disappointed.” I met and held Nat’s hard gaze. “I made sure to eat yesterday’s supplies before I left.”
His jaw ticked, and I knew Matt’s presence was the only thing keeping him from crossing the room and beating me like they’d beaten Adam.
I glanced at Matt again. “If they are here, shouldn’t you have brought more people to check over the house and not one of their friends?”
“That’s not why we’re here. Nat thinks you did something to them.”
My surprised laughter wasn’t faked.
“Me? Against…how many are missing?”