Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 149641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 748(@200wpm)___ 599(@250wpm)___ 499(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 748(@200wpm)___ 599(@250wpm)___ 499(@300wpm)
“They have zero net profile I can find, but I’m not done yet.” Sophy might be working as some kind of assistant to her uncle, but she had absolutely followed in her momma’s footsteps. She was a phenomenal hacker. “And it was Damon and Penny who asked us to figure out the newbies. He’s worried your mom and dad are soft when it comes to this. Ariel is planning on having sessions with them, and she’s excellent at what she does so Damon and Penny feel comfortable with her profile, but they wanted some more insider info. I’m going to pull out the black card tomorrow. That makes me lots of friends.”
It made a lot of people try to take advantage of her.
“I know you’re working for the Brits, but I would love a report on anything you find,” Kala said before sitting back down at her station and picking up her brush. “Now can we get to the questions I’ve been waiting to ask for hours and hours.”
Oh, there was no question what was about to come out of her sister’s mouth. “You can’t kill Ben.”
“Why would we kill Ben?” Sophy asked.
Vivi sighed like she was disappointed, like she’d hoped she hadn’t been right. “He was kind of cold when he first came in. He’s probably struggling with the whole you’re twins thing. Have you always worked together well?”
“No, and we finally talked. Well, he had me talk.” She stared at herself in the mirror. She was on some sort of precipice. Whatever happened next would change her life for the good or the worse, and she wasn’t sure how she would bet this would go. “It was good. He’s just unsure about how to handle his role as my Dom.”
“Is he?” Kala asked. “Because I did not see a Dom this afternoon. I saw a sulky boy.”
She wanted to argue, but she’d kind of thought the same. “He made up for it.”
“I don’t see how. Oh, I’m sure he blew your mind in bed, but you know that’s for him, too,” Kala began. “He’s the kind of guy who definitely thinks he can control you through sex.”
And Kenzie shut down entirely. Kala was talking about how Cooper would never do that to her and how TJ worships the ground Lou walks on and Kenzie should demand better.
A weird numbness settled over her as she brushed her hair and finished her makeup. Kala always did this with her boyfriends. They weren’t good enough. Not smart enough or strong enough. They were all assholes who didn’t fit because they hadn’t grown up together. Kala wouldn’t admit that. She would say things like Matt was a dick face because he watched a lot of sports. Leo was wrong for her because he didn’t understand foreign policy.
TJ didn’t understand foreign policy either, but he was perfect for Lou.
Kenzie’s friends were dumb, too, and Kala was pretty bang-on when it came to those, but it still hurt. Or didn’t anymore. She’d thought things would change once her sister was happy. Kala had everything she could want. The perfect husband. The best best friend. Parents who thought about her all the time because she was special.
Kenz was the one who didn’t need as much watching, as much care.
“Are you even listening to me?” Kala asked.
Kenzie stood, pushing back her chair. “Sure. I’ve once again picked an entirely unsuitable person to bring into our group. He’s an asshole who can’t even forgive a hard-core betrayal overnight. I should probably kill him and accept the fact that I’m destined to be alone with my dogs.”
Kala didn’t seem to get the sarcasm in her tone, which was weird since it was her main language. “You’ll be happier with them than you will be with that asshole. He ignored you and you let it happen.”
She couldn’t do this with her. It had been a horrible couple of weeks, and she hadn’t had a Cooper to go home to at night. She didn’t have a Lou who would sit by her side. She’d had sisters, but they were married and moving on with their lives and she was happy for them. But she wasn’t going to listen to this. “I get it. You’re the main character and I’m the dipshit sister. You know, how about you go back to your happy marriage and all your friends and I won’t bother you anymore. Maybe you’re the one I need to be more professional with. Now, I’m going to play with the asshole who will inevitably break my heart, but don’t think you’ll get a second of grief from me. I won’t cry in front of you or ask you to listen. You can sit in self-satisfaction knowing you beat me again.”
Her sister’s eyes had gone wide, and for once she looked genuinely shocked. “What are you talking about?”