Page 54 of Eight Steps to Alpha

She looked up. “Help with what?”

“With step number seven.”

She immediately started walking again. “Oh no. I don’t think that’s a good idea—“

“Why not? You yourself said I’m the only one who draws that out of him.”

“Yeah but—“

“I promise, I only want to help. Nothing more.”

There was something about the way he said it, the way his brows furrowed just slightly, and his mouth was set in a firm line. He was being serious. He wanted to help his brother, maybe for better reasons than her own.

She filled her lungs with air, and turned to face him. “What are you thinking?”

“Are you free Friday night?”

She narrowed her eyes. “That depends. For what?”

“Do you trust me?”

She laughed. “No.”

He grinned. “Will you trust me?”

She closed her eyes briefly, because she knew this was a bad idea, but something inside her didn’t care. “Yes. I’ll trust you.” She opened her eyes and stared at him. “But don’t make me regret it.”

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