Page 57 of Sinful Like Us
“Stop,” Charlie groans, pinching his eyes.
Jane shoots him a nasty look and then tells her sister, “I trust you with all my heart, Audrey.” It sounds more than sincere. Like if she could, she’d die with those as her last words.
I stare at Jane, my chest rising with a powerful jolt of emotion.
Audrey sniffles. “Why then?” Her voice rattles. “Why not include me now?”
“Very important question, Audrey.” Jane glares at her brothers. “Why keep out ourtrustworthysister?”
“She helped with the cards,” Tom defends.
Beckett answers coolly, “She was with Winona and Kinney. We didn’t want all the little girls here—”
“I knew it!” Winona Meadows shouts.
Kinney Hale comes onto the line. “You’re all a bunch of ugly trolls! We don’t even like you—”
“Hang up.” Charlie orders me since I’m gripping the phone.
No way.
Jane gapes. “Thatcher willnothang up on the youngest girls of the family.” She eyes the phone. “Girls—”
They all yell over each other. I can’t pick apart a thing.
“We’ll talk later, I promise,” Jane says quickly. “I know they’re dreadfully annoying boys, but we’ll work this out later.”
They voice their love of Jane, and she nods to me. I hang up.
I focus back on my girlfriend, and she’s already grinding on another heart, her eyes wrinkling at the taste.
“Water?”
“Please,” she grimaces.
I put the bottle to her lips, and she takes a small sip.
“Am I sweating?” She tries to elbow a piece of hair.
I tuck the flyaway behind her ear. “No.”You’re beautiful.Eating bloody rabbit hearts.
Comms crackle, the signal distant. “Donnelly to SFO, I found the space babe.”
Relief strikes, then confusion. How the hell did he find Luna Hale? Look—a part of me suspects that Donnelly eating Luna out wasn’t a one-time thing like they told Jane, but we’re both still keeping that secret for them.
Akara is in my ear. “Where is Luna?”
“Shake Shack. Her phone’s dead.”
I breathe in a strong breath.Not good.Quinn should’ve rogered up on comms and given the Omega lead her AO. He’s been turning off his radio more frequently. At this point, I think he admires Akara as a leader, but he’d rather be like Farrow.
“Tell Quinn to get on comms,” Akara says, voice tight. He’s pissed.
“Sure thing, boss.”
Oscar asks, “How’d you figure out where she was?”
“Some fandoms posted pics of her in the area.”
