Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 133213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 666(@200wpm)___ 533(@250wpm)___ 444(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 666(@200wpm)___ 533(@250wpm)___ 444(@300wpm)
She was the only one going backward.
“Nothing,” Tasha replied. “Ben used a situation Lou was in to confirm Huisman is at the very least involved in some shady dealings. You should understand Huisman is dangerous. I know Dad gave you a briefing, but I suspect you weren’t listening. I told him to hold off, but my dad powers through.”
“Ben set up the situation. The situation didn’t exist until Ben made it happen,” Kenzie corrected. “Lou could have been killed. But I do think he’s right about Huisman. You need to be careful around him, and Aidan definitely needs to be careful.”
“I got the whole Huisman bad thing,” she admitted. “I’m not sure Aidan believes it, but then it’s not like we’ve talked. Though I’ll be honest, I didn’t get a lot out of the briefing. I was thinking about Tristan. It was the first time I’d seen him in forever.”
“Oh, hey, Car. I did not know Aidan was talking to him,” Daisy said. “I swear on my feminine soul I would have told you.”
There was never any doubt. Daisy was her girl. “I know, sweetie. It’s okay.”
“It’s not okay because he’s sitting over there and you’re here,” Daisy pointed out. “You two have barely talked. And did he really sleep on the ground?”
“Not like the ground ground,” Kenzie corrected. “The inside ground. Aidan protected his love in the true Taggart male fashion.”
Like her dad had protected her mom after she’d found out the whole basis of their relationship was a lie and her dad had climbed into her bed as part of an op. And into her pool. And on her boss’s desk.
She wished she hadn’t read the book. There should have been a trigger warning. Read this book and you’ll never look at your parents the same way again.
It was disturbing, but when she thought past the sex stuff—if it had really happened—then her parents had gotten through some traumatic stuff. Stuff Carys would have said was a deal breaker.
Could she get through it? She wasn’t even sure Tris truly wanted to get through it. She glanced over to where Aidan was sitting with Cooper. They’d shown up a couple of minutes before with her brother in tow. Lucas sat beside them, a frown on his face as he watched her.
He was going to be trouble. Her younger brother was a walking red flag. She loved him but he slept his way through whatever space he happened to occupy. Sometimes she thought her brother’s out-of-control libido was the only reason her dad had pretty much just accepted the whole “my daughter’s in a threesome” thing with a shrug and a sigh and yes, some whiskey. It was what her family did.
She was a bit worried her brother—who had half a foot and seventy pounds of muscle on her—was going to take it upon himself to try to deal with Tris.
And while Lucas was excellent in the kitchen, a true star on the rise in the culinary world, Tris was a trained killer who was on the irritable side right now.
Would he even show up for play night tonight? Or would his parents’ interference send him right back to the airport, shutting them all out again?
“I wish you two were talking,” Daisy was saying. “It’s weird. Like something stable in my world isn’t stable anymore. You should think about this, Car. You’ve never had to date.”
“Dating sucks,” Devi agreed.
“It’s true,” Kenzie said. “The dating world is filled with land mines, cousin. You never know if the beautiful man who seems so into you is only trying to get into your pants for intel.”
“I don’t think I have to worry about someone working me for information. I don’t know anything,” Carys admitted.
Kenzie shrugged. “Neither did your mom and yet…”
Tasha sent her sister a frown. “Hey, she’s sensitive about the whole her parents had sex thing. Uncle Sean and Aunt Grace are way more circumspect than our parents.”
Everyone was more circumspect than Ian and Charlotte Taggart. Everyone in the world.
“Oh, I understand,” Daisy said with a shake of her head. “I recently learned my father was the player of choice when it came to Hooter’s waitresses back in the day. Though I don’t think he kept it to Hooter’s. I think it was all the chicken wing places. He really liked chicken wings.”
“Girl, do not bring that fight to us,” Tasha said, gesturing to her sister. “Our dad was apparently Mr. Dom and did every sub at Sanctum while Mom was dead.”
Kenzie nodded. “Yeah, but he was sad she was dead. He was looking for comfort. Uncle Li was just looking for chicken wings.”
“Well, my parents are practically perfect.” Devi sighed. “Dad died, but Mom didn’t like rip through a bunch of dicks. Probably because Dad left her all kinds of knocked up. You know when you think about it, we have a real trend of dying and coming back.”