Page 61 of The Genius
“Sure, I can ask her,” Tristan offered.
“Good.” Storm clapped his hands together. “Tell you what. I’ll call Kya right now and ask her if she’s got a date yet while you call Mila and get her on board.” He turned and pointed to me. “Can you call Shelly, and fill her in? Tell her we need her to enroll her sister Rochelle.”
We all stared at him, not used to Storm’s being so organized.
“Go…” he said with impatience, gesturing with his hands for us to spread out.
Ten minutes later we were all back in the living room surrounding Tristan, who was still on the couch.
“Kya and Archer are excited. We’re doing it the first weekend of August,” Storm reported and looked at me. Did you get a hold of Shelly?”
“Yes, she said. “Rochelle will be happy to help. According to Shelly, Rochelle is already in contact with the other Motlander students anyway.”
“I knew it!” Storm gave a satisfied nod. “And what did Mila say?”
Tristan and Willow had talked to Mila, and they exchanged a glance before Tristan spoke. “The good news is that Mila is more than willing to help.”
“That’s great.”
“Yeah, but there’s just one problem.”
“And what’s that?” Storm asked.
“It’s just that Mila is a true Motlander at heart. She’s a strong believer in second chances, and inclusiveness.”
Hunter stiffened next to me. “I think I fucking know where this is going.”
Tristan pushed higher up on the sofa.“Mila didn’t like the idea of inviting everyone and leaving Solo out. She says that she’ll help, but only if everyone is invited.”
“I doubt that he’d come anyway,” Willow said in a low voice. “He’s too proud for that.”
I really wished that someone would tell me what had happened between her and Solomon back then, but with the tension emanating from Hunter, I wasn’t going to ask again.
“Did you tell Mila that Willow and I won’t come if Solo comes?” Hunter asked.
Willow’s bright green eyes locked on her brother. “No.”
“Why not?”
“Maybe it’ll be good for me.”
“Are you fucking serious?”
“He wouldn’t hurt me, Hunter. You know that.”
Hunter paced the floor. “You’re damn right he wouldn’t hurt you. I wouldn’t let him get close enough totouchyou.”
“The chance of Solo coming to the reunion is very low. If he does, maybe it can give me some closure.”
“You don’t need closure, you’re over him.” Hunter said it like it was an order and underlined it with his hand cutting through the air.
With her chest rising in a deep intake of air, Willow gave a slow shake of her head. “I have so much anger when I think of him. So much deep resentment. Maybe if I found answers to some of my unanswered questions, I could finally find peace.”
“How about Mila invites everyone and then we take it from there,” Tristan suggested. “If Solo comes and you want him to stay away from Willow, we could always tell him that Willow and I are a couple now.”
Hunter stopped pacing and his hand flew to the back of his head, his face turning toward Tristan. “What did you say?”
Tristan paled. “You know, to make Solo stay away from her.”
