“The DNA results just came in.” I have a brother.
My mother lied.
And now she’s in danger.
Another World
Fiona
“Which one do you think is cuter?” Cammie pokes her head out the door. “The one on the left or the one on the right?”
“The one in the middle is awfully cute.” Autumn peeks over her shoulder. “Do you think he’s dating anyone?”
“They’re all so young.” Ryleigh walks over to where Hope is swaying with Dash.
“They’re the same age as we are.” Cammie keeps staring.
Teenage girls make me want to laugh, but I keep a straight face as I knead the bread for Ace’s dinner rolls.
“Exactly. Why date a boy when you could date a man like Ace or Canyon?” Ryleigh wiggles Dash's foot, then walks over to the sink to wash her hands.
“Because only predators date girls our age.”
Go Cammie. Someone was listening.
The dough starts to change texture. It’s time to put in the caramelized onions and roasted garlic.
“Ace isn’t a predator.” Ryleigh dries her hands off and walks to the oven.
“That’s why he isn’t interested in you.” Cammie’s right, but that isn’t the only reason. Ace wouldn’t give Ryleigh a second look even if she were in her thirties.
That reminds me that I need to reach out to Ryleigh’s therapist. This is an issue we need to work on before she goes out and gets hurt.
Ryleigh opens the door and pulls out a fresh batch of chocolate chip cookies. We bake all of our cookies in small batches throughout the day, so customers can have warm cookies.
“Well, you keep living in a dream world. I’m going to see if the one on the left is single.”
“They’re all single,” Hope snuggles Dash.
Cammie turns to her. “How do you know that?”
“They’re my cousins.”
“Oh really?”
“I thought Alex and Sasha were your cousins?” Autumn steps back, letting the door close.
“They’re more like family friends.”
“Who cares how they’re related. Tell us all about the cute boys.”
Hope laughs. “The Spawn of War aren’t cute.”
Max didn’t introduce them like that. Though he did seem really worried about their behavior.
Cammie’s mouth drops open.
“That sounds scary,” Autumn whispers.
