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“Are we going to do the same song and dance every time we argue? Act like an adult, please.”

Now he was really hurting my feelings.

“Trust me, Noah. You don’t want to do this with me right now.” I lowered my voice. “Not when your wife’s at home.”

“Will you please just tell me what the fuck is going on?”

I folded my arms against my chest and looked away from his compelling eyes.

“Why were you riding in a car with my brother?” he snapped.

Suddenly, I heard a pair of shoes shuffle behind my door. Noah stopped mid-sentence and looked back. We faced each other with panic in our eyes.

I can easily solve this.I walked over to my iPod, turned it on, and secured it in the docking station before blasting the volume up all the way.

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

Secrets and Lies

Vienna had pressed her ear against Aria’s door, and was trying her best to listen in on their conversation.

“Vi, what are you doing?” her sister asked.

“Shhh, quiet! I can’t hear them when you’re talking,” she shamelessly confessed. “Is that Chevelle she’s blasting in there? That was my favorite band back in the day.”

“Aria’s a rebelling teenager. They live for that die-hard rock music. What more do you expect?” Vanessa grabbed her sister’s arm and pulled her away. “Noah’s trying to discipline her. Stop eavesdropping.”

“Well, he’s doing a pretty poor job. I would have broken that iPod by now. Don’t you think you should be in there with him? She’s your daughter now, too.”

“If Noah needs me, I’m more than happy to help. Now, are you all packed? You have a flight to catch tonight.” Vanessa changed the subject.

“Yeah.”

“Come on, give me a hand in the kitchen. I want to bake some brownies.”

“Oh, please, we both know you can’t bake a cupcake to save your life.” Vienna laughed as they walked down the hall. She was disappointed that she hadn’t gathered enough evidence to incriminate Noah. And as determined as she was to expose him, she couldn’t pause her personal life to save her sister’s.

Vanessa was about to wash her hands in the sink, when her cellphone vibrated:

Down for a quickie tonight?

I miss that sweet ass ;)

Lewis Crawford had texted her.

“Who’s giving you the giggles over there?” Vienna asked, opening the refrigerator.

“Oh, just one of my friends from work—Hannah. She sends me these funny tweets every now and then.” She forced a short laugh and quickly responded to Lewis’s text:

Not tonight, sex machine. How about tomorrow during lunch, same place? xx

Vanessa waited for a response, and then her phone chimed again:

Mr. Chub and I will be there ;) ;) Bring those furry pink handcuffs and your vibrator ;) :P …

The man never held back with the graphic emoticons (not that Vanessa minded), she quickly deleted the texts and gave her sister a hand. The last time she’d slept with Lewis was two weeks ago.

I really need to get laid,she said to herself. Vanessa had an itch that desperately needed to be scratched.

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