Page 149 of The Liar's Reckoning

I laugh at that. She’s not wrong. It could have saved me a lot of trouble—knowing who the bad guys were. “My aunt is expecting me.”

“You’ll be back in time the for the Hamptons, right?”

The trip to the Hamptons has been on my schedule for a month.

“Yes. Trixie’s got her eyes on a new Tempurpedic, so I’ll be there.”

Lilah’s bright eyes sparkle. “It’s gonna be so fun to have a date for all the parties.”

“You deserve a real date,” I tell her.

“Oh, well…there may be a certain someone who I might have to sneak away with a few times.”

She’s got my attention. “Yeah?”

“Childhood BFF. She’s at Yale, so, I never get to see her.”

“Romantic.”

She waves her hands frantically. “I can’t talk about it. I get too emosh. Okay—so no protest, but Hamptons is a go.”

“Right.”

“I’ll take it. Go on—my brother’s waiting for you.”

I nod and head into Gil’s room.

He fucks my brains out, and I couldn’t be more grateful for this job. I come harder than I have in months.

Afterward, blissed and boneless, I slip into sleep on accident. I wake up to Gil kicking at my ankle. “You gotta go,” he rumbles.

“Give me a fucking break, man,” I groan.

“If you wanna blow me, I’ll let you stay a little longer.”

“You can go again?”

“What am I, eighty? You’ve been asleep an hour. Of c-c-course I can go again.”

“On one condition,” I say as I reposition myself in the bed.

He whips his big cock out and gives it a few rough strokes. It firms up fast.

“Are you gonna come out with us in the Hamptons?” I ask.

“Nope. No way.”

I replace his hand with mine and move between his parting thighs. “Why not?”

“P-p-place gives m-me panic att-attacks.”

“Won’t having me there help, though?”

He scowls as he looks down at me. “Maybe.”

“Just think about it.”

“St-stop trying to fix me and do your job, Silas.”

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