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I take a breath. “I heard you talking to Trina last night. Before bed, she checked the door way more than usual. Am I putting her in danger?”

They share a look, like they’re trying to decide how much to say.

“Please be honest with me,” I add.

It’s Pierce who answers.

“Honestly? We don’t know.”

“We aren’t sure what we’re looking at yet,” Forge adds. “You said you saw cops at the house; we believe you. This isn’t something we’re going to solve overnight, and if one of them recognizes you, then yes. You could be in danger and also putting Trinity in danger because she’s with you. But if they don’t recognize you, or know you were there, then I suppose you probably aren’t.”

“But it’s a possibility,” I say. Not as a question, but as a statement.

“I’m sorry,” Pierce says. “But yes.”

I chew on the inside of my cheek as I think over my options. I already considered what I would do if they told me yes. I knew I wanted to ask them this question because I’d been thinking about it all day. The thought of Trina being in danger because of me makes me sick. I’m dealing with enough; I can’t be the reason something happens to her.

“What if I stayed with you?” I ask. Their brows raise. “Is that an option?”

“You want to move in with us?” Forge asks, as if he can’t believe it.

“If I did, would Trina be safe?”

They share another look. Then Pierce says, “Possibly. But if they already know you were there, I’m not sure it would matter.”

“Is there a way for you to keep her safe?”

“We suggested upgrading your security system. With cops involved, we don’t know who to trust. Bringing in someone to watch over you and Trinity would only mean more people finding out what you know,” Forge explains with a sigh.

“So it’s better to not say anything at all,” I add, understanding exactly what they mean.

“Yes, I’m afraid so. At least for now.” Pierce gives me a reassuring smile.

“But being away from her would make it less likely someone would find out I’m there,” I think out loud.

“It doesn’t seem they know you’re there. The man you heard didn’t go in there looking for you. He just happened to be there while you were. And Trinity didn’t notice anyone paying any attention, so it doesn’t seem like they were made aware,” Pierce explains.

“But if they go there all the time, they could see me. Smell me. Notice me.”

“They could,” Forge agrees.

I’m quiet a moment as I think about what to do. The waiter comes to ask if we want dessert. They order their favorites and one for me to try. They’re spoiling me and I don’t hate it.

I don’t hate anything about this night. Everything has been perfect.

“If I wanted to live with you while we figure this whole thing out—not the case, but us—would that work?”

“I think it’s a great idea,” Pierce says.

“Agreed,” Forge says.

And so do I. But how am I going to tell Trinity that I’m leaving her?

They walk me to the door when we reach Trina’s. I saw her in the window, watching us, but I know she won’t come down until we ring the bell and let her know we’re ready.

She already made comments about how hot they are and I know what she was getting at. But that’s to something I am ready to do. Besides, where would we even go?

“Thank you for tonight,” I say. “It was so nice.”