WICK
Wick knowing was bad enough, but my meddlesome sister?Things had just gone from bad to worse.
EMMETT
Please don’t say anything.Callie wants to keep it on the DL until her internship is over.
DEAREST SISTER
My lips are sealed, big brother!
So happy for you, though.You deserve this.She’s perfect for you.
EMMETT
Thanks, Meg.
DEAREST SISTER
Love you!
EMMETT
Love you more.
For a long while, I sat at my desk, staring out the window and debating what to do.When Callie walked into my office an hour later, I lost my nerve.
So, instead of telling her our secret was out, I made her come: once on my fingers, once on my tongue, and once on my cock—all before lunchtime.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
CALLIE
The club was always packedon Thursday nights.I was in the VIP section, making my rounds and checking on tables, when a flash of blonde hair caught my eye.
Meghan stumbled through the entrance with a group of girlfriends, all of them dressed for a night out in sky-high heels and tight dresses.Even drunk, Meghan managed to look effortlessly elegant.
They settled into a nearby booth.Meghan practically fell into the U-shaped seat, her friends giggling around her.
I headed over, smiling.Meghan and I had gotten off on the wrong foot in college, but over the last few months, she’d become a good friend—someone with whom I could forget the pressures of my life and be a little carefree for a change.
“Hey ladies, what can I get you?”
“Callie!”Meghan slurred, grabbing my arm to pull me closer.“When are you gonna make me an auntie?Ugh, I need little baby Callies and Emmetts running around immediately!”
A weight dropped into my stomach as her words hit me.She knew about me and Emmett.
Her friends burst into raucous laughter, oblivious to the shock crashing over me.
Emmett had told her about us.After all his promises to keep things private.I thought he took my worries seriously.
The betrayal burned.He had gone behind my back, broken my trust.I’d opened up to him, let him see the vulnerable parts of me.And now Meghan was putting it all out there for her cackling friends.
I needed to pull it together and get through my shift.It would be easy enough to avoid Meghan’s table.I could just pass it to another server.I’d deal with Emmett later.
The rest of the evening was a blur of forced smiles and ignored text messages.In the last hour, my phone buzzed for what felt like the hundredth time.I sighed and pulled it out of the waistband of my black leather mini-skirt.
EMMETT
