Page 37 of Sweet Little Spies

“No,” Ian said with a sigh. “The path is set, and you’regoing to have to get on board. Do you want to give him a training crash courseor should I?”

“Oh, it’s definitely going to be me.” If anyone was going totrain Aidan, it would be him.

Aidan held up a hand. “Training? Like what kind?”

At least one good thing might come out of this. They wouldall die, but Aidan would get an education.

Tris felt a nasty smirk cross his face. “You’ll find out.”

He might have been out of control tonight, but Aidan wouldfind he was still the boss come morning.

Chapter Six

“Are you sure?” Carys was still feeling vulnerable hourslater as she stood in her cousin’s room. “I can sleep in the office.”

Kala had changed into boxer shorts and a tank, looking leanand predatory even with magenta pink hair piled on her head. She waved off thethought. “I sleep with Lou about half the time anyway. Bad dreams and stuff. Iknow. It’s a bad habit I haven’t broken yet, and tonight I have a perfectlyvalid reason.”

Her cousin had some secrets. She didn’t worry about Kalaphysically. Emotionally was another story altogether. “So TJ is cool with yousleeping with them?”

“Oh, I totally wait until after they’re done with the sexstuff. And then I leave before the morning sex stuff. He’s got a very specificpattern,” Kala admitted, and she looked around the room. “Maybe be careful inhere. I can’t remember where I put all the weapons. Though I did disable allthe traps. I think.”

“There are traps?”

Her pink-haired cousin’s head tilted slightly. “Of course.Who doesn’t have traps?”

“Me.”

“And that is why you fail.”

Her cousin was such a weirdo. “I will try not to touch yourstuff. Luckily I had packed since we were supposed to spend tonight at theRitz-Carlton before we got on the flight to Montreal tomorrow. Maybe we shouldstill go. Aren’t we supposed to be pretending like nothing’s wrong?”

The door opened and Kenzie strode in with a couple of extrapillows. She handed them to her twin. Unlike her sister, Kenzie wore superfeminine satiny shorts and a camisole top. “Did you disable all the traps? Thelast thing Carys needs is an arrow to the head.”

“What?” Carys asked.

“She’s kidding.” Kala frowned her sister’s way, but shecould have sworn her cousin had said “it’s fine” under her breath.

Maybe she should sleep in the office. Or at her parents’. Ithad been a viable alternative, though she would have to have taken a bodyguardwith her. Her mom had cried and asked her to come home, but she couldn’t do it.If she’d gone home, she would have let her mom and dad coddle her and talk herout of what she needed to do.

Go to Canada. Finish this thing once and for all.

We’re going in. I got a call from Huisman. Your unclethinks he’s the one who sent the helicopter. We’re going to Canada onWednesday,Aidan had said when they’d all sat down in her uncle’s officesince he’d told her she’d violated his precious conference room.

Her dad had tried to not listen to that particular messyconversation.

All her conversations felt messy as hell now. Especially thesuper-stilted ones with Tristan and Aidan.

There had been little said beyond Aidan explaining he’dtalked to Huisman and now Tris couldn’t keep them out. He’d said it like he wasgiving her a gift, like he’d done it for her.

She’d been both afraid and gratified. And oddly invigorated.

They were going to finish this. It was going to end one wayor another.

“As to if you should go to the swanky hotel you were goingto consummate your marriage in, the answer is no,” Kala said. “Unless you wanta bunch of us sleeping with you. Personally, I think you’re better off here.Have you thought about what would have happened when you’re getting all downand dirty with Aidan and suddenly oops, Tris is there?”

“He wouldn’t have…” Except he’d been at the wedding, and hewas an arrogant bastard who probably thought he could sneak into her bed. Maybeit was something he and Aidan had been planning all along. She wouldn’t put itpast them.

“I bet he would have.” Kala frowned. “After all, the dude iswilling to sleep on the couch.”

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