AMelodyInParadise by Tianna Xander Page B

at her. “When did you move into that rat trap? Didn’t we give you enough money to find a nice place?”
    “About that,” Carmen began as she looked at Melody as though to ask her for help. “Mel and I thought that money would be better used by the homeless children’s shelter.” She turned pleading eyes toward Wyatt when he growled. “They were so cold and they were hungry!”
    Mitch waved his hand. “That’s beside the point and you know it, young lady. Never, ever put yourself in a position where you have to sacrifice your security for another’s wellbeing. If you feel the need to have a project like that funded, ask us and we’ll see that they get what they need without risking your safety. Is that understood?”
    “Yes, Uncle Mitch.” She nodded at Wyatt who chuffed in a very tiger-like way to show his displeasure. “I understand, Uncle Wyatt. There’s no need to go all tiger on me now.”
    Melody grinned. “I’d like to see them go all tiger for a bit. I think it would be awesome.” Her smile faded after a minute. “But I suppose that’s out of the question right now.” She sighed and shook her head. “As much as I hate to admit it, I guess I’ll have to let you two take me wherever it is that you think I’ll be safe. But,” she paused, holding up her hand. “You’d better be telling me the truth about a school with no music. I’d love to teach there.”

    Chapter Twelve
    Surprisingly enough, the owners of the Philharmonic let Melody and Carmen both go without much of a fuss. They knew about the letters and they knew about the attempt on Melody’s life. The last thing they wanted was the bad publicity of recurring accidents at the theatre.
    Melody sat between her two men on the way to Paradise. So far, they had only stopped to eat and sleep. Many cool things they passed along the way, like caverns and mines that Melody wanted to see were ignored for her safety, with promises to return in the future. The guys wanted to get her to Paradise as soon as possible.
    At night, they stopped and stayed in the best hotels with the best security. No one would get to her while they were on the road. At times, she noticed one or both of them checking the mirror and looking at each other as though they could talk into each other’s minds.
    She wouldn’t put it past them. There were a lot of things they could do that she never thought possible before she met them. One of which was talking into her head. She blushed at the thought that they could read her mind. She was always thinking about one or both of them naked.
    “And we like it, angel. Never doubt that.” Wyatt pressed a kiss to her neck with a chuckle.
    It seemed as though their bond got stronger every time they made love. She liked that, but she wasn’t sure she liked them knowing her every thought.
    Wyatt grabbed her hand and squeezed. “We don’t know your every thought, sweetheart. We only know when we happen to be thinking of you.” He winked. “Like now. I’ve been thinking how much I want to be inside you.” He grinned. “Sometimes I think it was a bad idea to wait to mate until we got to Paradise, but the anticipation is ratcheting up and now I think it can only be a good thing.” He waggled his brows. “It gave us a chance to make sure you’re ready for a triad bond and we won’t hurt you when we finally take you at the same time.”
    Melody pressed her hands to her hot cheeks. Heck, if these two didn’t stop talking about it, she might just insist they do it when they stopped tonight, if they stopped tonight. The two of them had seemed a little agitated when they pulled off the road to fill up not too long ago.
    “Do you think it’s my stalker following us?” She fought the urge to turn around and look. So far, the guys made it seem as though they had no idea anyone was behind them. At least she thought that was the way it looked from outside the vehicle.
    “I think so.” Mitch glanced into the rearview mirror again.