“I’m thinking about asking Elsie to move in with me after graduation.”
I whip my head back to look at him as he opens the door for me. “Do you think it’s too soon?”
“I don’t know, that’s why I was asking you. I love her, so why wait?”
“Has she told you about her past? Because that is a lot to take on.”
He nods, and I slip into the car. He races around and jumps into the driver’s side.
“She has. Her nightmares are so bad when I’m not there. She sneaks me into her room some nights when I have to be on duty in the morning and she actually sleeps. I hate seeing her so fragile.”
“If you think she’s ready, ask her. What’s the worst she could say?”
“You’re right. Let’s get you to your breakfast with the mother you thought was dead and the estranged grandmother. You should write a book about this one day. No one would believe it’s actually your life.”
I laugh. He’s right. I wouldn’t have believed it a year ago. Living happily in the UK. Having two killers as my best friends. My mum not being my mum, and myactualmum being someone else thought dead but secretly alive. Having four boyfriends but one of them isn’t Smalls. Owning my own puppy who I miss so damn much… I can’t wait to live with him, to see his cute little face every day. Sawyer sends me daily pictures, I especially love Momo and Sawyer with no shirt on selfies.
Ah crap, I got distracted.
I swear Kalen’s been rubbing off on me.
After a while, we pull up to a small cottage that Camilla has rented out for her, Bex and Debbie.
Jasper pulls up and we exit the car. Camilla is at the door before we even get there, with a smile on her face.
“Welcome, welcome. Come in. Coffee is ready,” she states. She walks inside and we follow behind her as she leads us into the kitchen where Debbie is seated at the table drinking her coffee.
“I’m going to stand just outside the doorway. Yell if you need me,” Jasper advises. I nod and he walks back through the way we just came.
“I have to tell you something before you talk to Debbie,” Camilla announces. “You won’t be happy, but I had no choice.”
“What?” I ask, alert. It sounds like she has killed someone.
“Your brother. He walked out this morning and overheard me talking to Debbie.”
“Walked out? Why was he even here…oh, never mind.” It dawns on me why he was here if Bex is staying here too. “What did you do to him?” I ask, my brow raised, ready to call Jasper back in here.
“Relax girl,” Bex chirps, entering the room in her underwear and a small cropped T-shirt that barely covers her tits. “I managed to persuade him with my body, if you know what I mean.” She wiggles her eyebrows and I snort.
“That’s gross but doesn’t sound bad.”
“Oh and I may have roofied his drink…he’s currently asleep in my room.”
I step towards her and Camilla tries to grab my arm but I shake her off. “Did you do that before or after you persuaded him with your body?”
Her eyes go wide with realisation. “Jeez, after. I’m no skeezy perve who needs to date rape someone. Your girl Adrianne wastalking about getting revenge on your boyfriend and was going to roofie him, so I stole the pills from her bag. You’re welcome.”
She turns and storms from the room. I almost feel bad, but I don’t. I know she’s my newly acquired sister by blood but Aadi is mybrother. We have to learn how to be sisters and no doubt I’ll have her back, but if it comes down to choosing between them, I’ll pick Aadi every time. We have history, loyalty and memories on our side.
“So we will need to deal with him when he wakes up. He wants to tell your dad everything, and I know drugging him wasn’t the wisest idea. I just wanted to bop him over the head and hope he passed out until you got here.”
“You wanted to bop him? Jesus, this is getting worse. I’ll just talk to him when he wakes up and tell him that we’ll tell Dad together. I was just trying to wait until after graduation before shit got weird.”
Debbie has remained quiet. Camilla sets the coffee and a plate of pastries on the table. “I’ll let you two talk. There’s a handsome young man in the living room that I want to go and stare at for a while.”
I take a seat across from Debbie. She takes a sip from her coffee and looks up at me. I study her face for a second and can see the similarities between us. More than I can see between Bex and myself.
“Thank you for meeting with me. I never thought I’d be doing this.”
