Compass (Siren Songs Book 2) Read Free Page B

is not on our side.” Suddenly, the silence is taken over by the crickets of the evening.
    “Enough of this melodramatic shit. I wish you both all the happiness in the world. Yadda, yadda, yadda. Piper’s perfect for you, we all love her. Now, let’s eat.”
    Jacob, the youngest of the Wrights, pulls the steaks off the grill, piling them high on the plate. The Cooper boys and the Wright brothers file back in the kitchen to hook up with the Fish, where they came up with their little gang name I’ll never know, my girl loves her girls, and that’s all that matters. Once again, we’re all one big, fucking harmoniously, mismatched family.

T hey crowd in the house . Finally, everyone’s cheerful and back to themselves, which in turn, makes me content. I love everyone here dearly. The Coopers have been like family since Dax and Cam started dating. They all became overwhelmingly protective of Cam’s crew: me, Sutton, Charlie, and Rachel. The Wright brothers were a bonus courtesy of Cam and Dax. Julie Wright is the receptionist at the bank Cam used to work for before her attack, and the youngest of the Wrights. Their parents and the Cooper’s parents have been thick as thieves for nearly forty years, lived across the street from each other the same amount of time, and had children at coinciding intervals—four in each family. Julie is the only one of the group who’s not here tonight and also the only girl.
    Watching this brood in my home, I find humor in the run down, each brother having a partner from the other family, well except Dax. His partner passed away several years ago in a horrible car accident no one speaks about. But, it was Dax and Jeremy; Moby and Joey; Brooks and Jacob; and Landis and Julie. Poor Julie, the lone girl in the group, at least she was prior to Cam’s arrival and thus the rest of the Fish.
    The overwhelming sense of security this family offers me would normally bring tears to my eyes but today I smile. My life is rich, full of more than I could have ever imagined. I have friends who love me to the moon and back, a hoard of sexy men intricately woven into my daily routine, a job at the foundation I adore, and Moby. Moby is the piece I could never have fathomed and greater than anything I ever prayed for.
    At thirty-six, I had come to the conclusion I might never marry and the possibility of having children was growing more distant with each passing year. I’ve been in serious relationships but always knew they weren’t the one— they were the one right now. Other men have proposed, and I declined knowing in my heart it wasn’t right and would end in destruction.
    Moby was an accident, no, a surprise. I watched him from afar when Cam and Dax got together. He’s four years my junior, but somehow I knew, even through all the women he always brought around, the perpetual bachelor, there’s no doubt in my mind, he was the only man I would ever want.
    It’s hard to play it cool when you find your soul mate. Your heart wants to jump in and take the lead, but I forced myself to watch and wait. It didn’t take long for our interactions to go from casual encounters to intimate affairs. We had sex before we married but the intimacy came long before penetration. I can’t explain to myself, much less anyone else, why we hid our relationship from the outside world but it made sense.
    Cam was going through a lot, therefore so was Dax. They struggled to find their groove after she was raped and went through months of counseling before starting the foundation to help others dealing with sexual abuse. My role evolved into a full-time position, Moby was in and out of Healing Wings helping Dax, and it just seemed right not to intrude on those things with a budding romance.
    Moby’s reputation wouldn’t have endeared him to my group as a potential mate either. How on Earth our friends missed it is beyond me, but they did. We had been seeing each other for about four months before Cam noticed Moby paying