“You might want to take these. Don’t worry. There’re only Tylenol. I’m not trying to poison you.” She holds out her palm.“Yet,” she adds, raising her brows at me when I take the pills from her.
“Aurora?”
“Last I checked, that’s who I am.”
“Sleeping Beauty. I must still be dreaming,” I groan, shoving the pills into my mouth and reaching for the water bottle in her other hand.
“Not dreaming,” she says. “You do remember last night, don’t you? It was only the most important night of our lives, Connor. Tell me you didn’t forget that we got married.”
I smile. “We got married? For real? That’s awesome.”
“You’re insane. And, no. I was joking, you ass. As if I’d marry you.” Aurora turns around. When she bends down to grab something off the floor, I get a full view of her ass hanging out of her tiny shorts.
“Wanna put a wager on it,mo mhuirnín?” I can change her mind. I get that we’re doomed before we even begin. But it’s a ship I’m willing to go down on.
“Aw, Connor, baby, you don’t have enough money in the world to bet against me.” Aurora laughs, throwing my shirt at me. “Get dressed. I’ll drop you somewhere you can grab an Uber.”
“Why are you dropping me anywhere? I have a car.” I push up on the mattress and pull my shirt over my head.
“Kenny took your car. He left you a note on the kitchen counter,” she says.
I blink. Fucker took my car? He’s fucking dead. I’m going to fucking kill my own cousin. “I’m going to kill him,” I groan aloud.
“Oh, fun, can I help?” Aurora asks, and I actually think it’s a genuine offer.
“And ruin that pretty manicure by getting blood on your hands? Never,” I tell her.
“Don’t you worry. I can always paint my nails red. It was a bitch getting the blood off them yesterday,” she says, looking down at her white-tipped manicure.
“Actually I wanted to ask… What did you do to Melissa?” I know Kenny told me some story about Aurora beating the girl unconscious, but my cousin has a way of exaggerating things.
“Why? Did you like her or something?” Aurora glares at me. And I smile because she’s jealous, which means she likes me a lot more than she pretends to hate me.
“No. Just curious.” I shrug.
“I wasn’t going to do anything, but then I saw her in the bathroom and heard her talking to one of her friends about how she was going to meet up with you later and give you the best blow job of your life.” Aurora’s gaze flicks down my body before she lifts her eyes to meet mine again. “And then, I don’t know what happened. Butsomehow, her hair ended up tangled in my fist and her face was hitting the basin.” She pauses. “A few times, her head hit the basin a few times. But then I remembered how she had her hand all over you earlier, so I grabbed it and stomped on her wrist until I heard it break.”
I stare at the girl in front of me. How the fuck can someone who looks so fucking… innocent be so fucking… unhinged? “Aurora, you can’t go around doing that to people.”
“Actually I can. And I did. If you really care that much about Melissa, you can go and see her at the hospital. I hear she’s awake. But you can find your own way there.” She closes her arms around her waist.
“I don’t want to see Melissa. I don’t want you getting into trouble because you’re jealous when you don’t have any reason to be.” I reach forward and tug Aurora towards me.
“Pfft, I’m not going to get into trouble. And besides, I happen to have the country’s best defense attorney on my payroll,” she says.
“Your father isn’t on your payroll, Aurora. And like I already told you… I don’t want anyone else, so no need to get all Harley Quinn on our classmates.”
“You’re right. My father wouldn’t charge to represent me. But I’m not crazy, Connor.” Aurora pushes away from me. “Also, you beat the shit out of Timothy because I kissed him. He didn’t even kiss me back.”
“I didn’t leave any broken bones,” I counter.
“So? It’s not my fault you’re not as good at fighting as I am.” She shrugs.
“How about we both agree not to go around fighting people? Or kissing anyone else either.”
“Is this your way of asking me to be… exclusive with you?” Aurora asks.
“Yes.”