Chapters (63)
- Cover
- Dedication
- A NOTE TO THE READER
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Chapter Fifty-Two
- Chapter Fifty-Three
- Chapter Fifty-Four
- Chapter Fifty-Five
- Chapter Fifty-Six
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She glanced at my brother and obviously approved of what she saw. “Nice to meet you.”
“Why don’t I take care of your next drink?” Toby said, taking her elbow and guiding her away. “I’d love to hear what you’re doing in our little town.”
Asher shook his head at me.
“Not in the mood,” I said. “Didn’t seem like you were either, so stop giving me that look.”
He dipped his chin. “Fair enough.”
I tried to focus on the cricket match, which was playing on a TV above the bar, but something kept niggling at my mind. “What did you think of that guy with Kennedy today?”
“The American?”
“Yeah.”
“Looked like a douche.”
Part of me thought there was more to it than that. “I get a weird vibe from him.”
Asher frowned. “You’re looking for something that’s not there.”
“Maybe.” But I didn’t think so.
“Ever think that maybe you just don’t like him because he’s hanging around Kennedy?”
I pressed my lips together. I wanted to deny the comment, but he could be onto something. It wouldn’t hurt to mention him to Nate though. Perhaps my brother could use his police resources to make sure the guy was on the up-and-up.
“Come on.” Asher stood. “Let’s play darts. We need to distract you before you do something you’ll regret.”
“Fine.” I followed him to the dartboard, trying to put Kennedy, Aiden, and the entire stalker situation to the back of my mind. “You’re going down, Heaton.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
KENNEDY
Hi Liam,
I’ve ended up in this really weird space with my siblings, where I’m their sister, but sometimes it seems more like I’m their mother. I don’t like that. Nobody can replace Mom, and I hate when it feels like I’m stepping into her shoes. It’s difficult to navigate with Blair because he’s the closest to me in age, but somehow it’s even worse when it comes to the twins. Perhaps it’s because I know that by the time they’re legally adults, they’ll have had me as their guardian for longer than Mom was, and that feels all kinds of wrong.
I hope life is easier for you than it is for me.
Love,
K xx
A bang woke me.
I jerked upright, panting, already searching the room for an intruder. None of the alarms had gone off, and there didn’t seem to be anyone inside. Biting my lip, I eased my feet off the edge of the bed and tiptoed to the window. Nobody there.
Bang!