Bailey couldn't help from lighting up when she saw Gavin and Wyatt strutting into the roadside diner. It especially pleased her that their grim expressions melted into warm smiles of welcome upon seeing her. In short order, she found herself squished in the center of the U-shaped booth, ringed by men. It was enough to render a woman breathless-and make her girly parts moisten.
As the new arrivals ordered, Bailey frowned, noting some contusions on their knuckles and faces, marks that seemed days old, but which she knew neither had sported that morning.
"What happened to you?"
Stretching his arm across the top of her shoulders, Gavin hugged her into him. "Nothing, except I missed you."
"It looks like you were in a fight." She flicked her gaze up to him, but he met her query with a soft smile.
"Nothing Wyatt and I couldn't take care of. Don't worry. You're safe."