Cam must be in there working. My feet carry me toward it like I’m running on autopilot as Laiken rushes to follow me. “Hayes,” she shouts, swearing under her breath. “Hayes, stop! What are you doing?” I ignore her, pulling the switchblade from my pocket as I walk through the door. Cam looks up at me as I spin the blade around, so the handle is toward him. “You’re going to need this,” I tell him just as Laiken reaches the doorway. His brows furrow as he takes it from me. “What? Why?” “Because I’m falling in love with your sister.”
