I glance back at the doorway, but Beau just waves. “Have fun, Nanny. Try not to get killed.” Then he turns to Wyatt. “Come away now, Wyatt. This is no sight for children.”
“What children?” Wyatt argues.
They are both gone before I can react.
When I look back to Archer and Neil, they’ve come closer.
Thinking fast, I swivel on my heel and break for the door. I’m slammed against the wall before I even know how I got there. Neil and Archer stand too-close, crowding in around me, one more to my left and the other to my right.
“You vixen,” Archer growls. “You are the reason we are this way.”
“Your fault.” Neil’s voice is more wolf than man. He shakes his head, struggling for control.
“Your clothes are too revealing,” Archer accuses. He drags his gaze down my front.
Revealing? “I’m wearin
