Page 11 of The Wrong Sister


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We ride in silence until I take the exit. This has her sitting upright and looking around.

“Where are we going?”

“I’m taking you to your house. Well, almost. You can walk from the corner. I don’t need anyone seeing us together.”

She shakes her head. “First of all, no. I’m not crawling back to my parents.”

I pull over to the side of the road and put the car in park.

“Too damn bad, Abs. You’re not coming home with me. Too many witnesses.”

Her shoulders deflate slightly and I feel like a dick for some reason. I hadn’t noticed it before, but she’s kind of gaunt. Too thin for someone eating for two. Dark circles ring her eyes and the usual mischief in them is dimmed.

“Where do you want me to take you then?”

She chews on her bottom lip on one corner, the lip ring plinking against her teeth. It makes me think of her lips in other ways that piss me off.

“I don’t know,” she murmurs. “I was trying to figure that out.”

“Where have you been staying?”

“Here and there.”

“Here and there,” I repeat, frowning. “What the hell does that even mean?”

She leans her head back and closes her eyes. “Can I just sleep here tonight?”

In my car on the side of the road? She really is insane.

“Abby,” I say, a warning in my voice. “Where am I taking you?”

She shrugs and her bottom lip wobbles. “I don’t know.”

That makes two of us.

“I just need a place to crash tonight,” she utters, voice thick with emotion. “Then I can see about getting my own place. Got a job that starts tomorrow.”

As much as I want to ask all the specifics about what sort of job she got, I bite my tongue. It’s in my best interest to not ask questions and get through tonight.

And herentirepregnancy.

Fuck.

I put the vehicle in drive and then hit the gas.

“You have some place in mind, baby daddy?”

“Don’t call me that,” I say with a grunt. “And, yes. It’s discreet. But you better be on your best behavior.”

She snorts at that. “Right. Because I’m so good at that.”

I may be able to hide this shit between us, but it’s never going away. I’m dating Angela and yet I’m out here late at night rescuing Abby like she’s my girl. My mistake is growing inside the wrong sister and there’s not a damn thing I can do about it.

Chapter 4

Abby

This night just keeps getting better and better.