Page 35 of The Knockout

Lenny and Bash’s bulldog should be having babies soon. You should get one.

Brynlee

Maybe

Gracie

Kenz - How is DC?

Kenzie

The hospital is great. The surgeons are incredible. I love it. But I miss Kroydon Hills.

Lindy

When do you think you’ll make it home?

Kenzie

They made all the residents sign an eighty-hour a week contract. We’re only entitled to three days off a month. You might see me in five years.

Everly

Don’t say that. Gracie never comes home. You can’t be nonexistent too.

Gracie

No more guilt trips, Evie. I feel bad enough.

Everly

Then come home for our birthday, sissy.

Brynlee

Don’t make her feel worse than she already does, Evie.

Lindy

Enjoy your week off, Grace. We’ll be there to visit at the end of the summer.

Kenzie

Just got paged. Gotta go. Love you guys.

Brynlee

You got this, Kenz. Go slice open brains.

Kenzie

Not exactly how it works.

I can’t help the laughter that bubbles up.

“You ready to show me your city, good twin? I got us a private pod for the London Eye tonight. You’ve got five hours to fill with fun, touristy shit before our reservation.”

I turn to find Ares standing in my living room. Worn blue jeans hang from his hips and showcase powerful thighs. A soft, gray t-shirt stretches across his broad shoulders and over his massive chest, and holy hell... a backward ball cap the same color as his dark eyes is sitting on his head like the cherry on top of a deliciously sexy sundae.

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