Page 83 of About Last Knight

Trevor and Reagan are sitting together in the pool laughing. The two of them are always laughing together. I can’t help myself. “What are you two laughing about?”

Reagan smiles at Trevor and then at me. “I went with Trevor the other night to buy his new car. Let’s just say that he scarred the salesman for life.” The two of them start laughing again.

I look at them in question. “Oh boy. What did he do?”

“The salesman was showing us what all the crazy buttons in the car can do. There’s an audio command button. The salesman had the audacity to tell us that it will literally do anything you ask it. He pressed the button and challenged us to give a command. Trevor yelled out,give me a hand job. The salesman almost passed out. You should have seen his face.” The two of them are in hysterics.

Declan smirks at me. I nod in confirmation. “Like I said, he and Cassandra are two nuts in the same crazy shell.”

Once she stops laughing, Reagan looks over to Carter, who’s talking to Jackson, and yells, “Yo, hubby, can you please grab Trevor and me more drinks?”

I turn to her. “Hubby? Did you two get married?”

Her eyes widen. She clearly didn’t mean to say that. “Actually, yes. We got married quietly a few weeks ago. We don’t want the press to know just yet. Please don’t tell anyone. It’ll be public soon.”

I shrug. “Of course.”

Declan looks confused. “The press? Why would the press care about you and Carter getting married?”

Everyone smiles. Trevor looks up at Declan from the pool. “Do you live under a rock? Carter and Reagan are Philebrities.”

She splashes him with water and they both laugh.

Declan turns to me and whispers, “What’s a Philebrity?”

I giggle. “Someone who’s Philadelphia famous but not true celebrity famous.”

“Ah, I see.” He turns back to Trevor. “I was in Africa for most of the past few months and since I’ve been back, I’ve been holed up with your mother.” He gives Trevor a big, over-exaggerated smile, and Trevor’s smile turns into a scowl. “Tell me why the press would care.”

Jackson interrupts. “Declan, Carter and Reagan are about to take over a Fortune 500 company as the president and CEO. That’s not public knowledge until later this week, but they’re both well-known, well-respected business people in the area, and soon, the entire country and world. They’re both pretty remarkable.”

I thought Carter had resigned and that he was working at Reagan’s company, but clearly I’m clueless.

Declan looks at Reagan wide-eyed. “Wow.”

She smiles at him. “I know what you’re thinking, but Carter isn’t just a pretty face, Uncle Declan, he’s smart too. Not as smart as me, but he can hold his own.” She laughs as Carter jumps into the pool, picks her up, and dunks her under the water.

When she pops up laughing, Carter kisses her. They’re an adorable couple.

Declan shakes his head. “You’re amazing, Reagan. Your dad would be crazy proud of you.” I see her get a little choked up. Carter wraps her in his arms. His gigantic arms.

We hear the sliding glass doors open. Brody walks out to the pool area in his scrubs. I hear Reagan shout, “Uh oh, here comes batshit crazy Brody.”

Huh? I’ve never seen Brody as anything other than cool and calm.

Brody makes a beeline for Harley. She seems to knowingly brace herself for impact as he grabs her face and kisses her long and hard. At some point, he even lifts her body off the ground. It’s an oddly aggressive and intimate kiss for a pool party, even for this crowd.

Reagan smiles at us. “He’s always a little worked up after surgeries. It’s actually kind of hot.”

Declan stands up looking angry. “That’s my niece. It’s not hot. It’s an assault.” Reagan, Trevor, and Carter all laugh.

Reagan looks up at him from the pool. “You’re going to have to get used to it. Brody has a severe case of tunnel vision for Harley. There are times where I’m not sure he’s remotely aware that anyone else is in a room.”

I grab his arm and whisper to him, “Considering what you do to me, you should probably just sit and be quiet.”

He narrows his eyes at me before he picks me up. I screech, “Don’t you dare.”

He wraps his arms around me and jumps in the pool with me. When we pop up, I playfully smack his chest, but he just smiles and pulls me tighter into his big arms.

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