Page 145 of Broken Lies
“Seriously?”
“Seriously.”
“But I thought…”
“I met with Sean a few days ago, and let’s just say, he’s promised to back off. So, I think it will be all right for you to meet with Lucy,ifJace goes with you.”
I should be over the moon at the idea of heading out into society, but all I can focus on is the fact that Kieran met with Sean O’Keefe and I had no idea.
What if something had happened, and he was killed?
The thought sends a chill down my spine.
“Why didn’t you tell me you met with O’Keefe?”
“Because I knew you would freak out.”
“No shit, Kieran. He could have killed you.”
Kieran rolls his eyes. “I’m insulted by how little faith you have in me.”
“Be serious.”
“I am being serious. I have something on him that will make him think twice about making a move on any member of my family, you included.”
Kieran’s dark eyes linger on mine, and my breath catches under the intensity of his gaze.
The alarm on my phone buzzes, letting me know that the results have been posted.
I only have space in my brain for one catastrophe right now, so Sean O’Keefe will just have to wait until I know whether or not I’ve failed my exams.
“This is it.” I peel my eyes away from Kieran and refresh my browser.
His hand moves to the back of my neck and gently massages it as I scroll through my results as the nerves slowly morph into excitement.
I throw my arms around Kieran’s neck and almost knock him off his stool. “I passed! I actually passed!”
He chuckles in my ear as he wraps his strong arms around me and holds me tightly. “I knew you could do it.”
After Kieranand I celebrate my results right there on the kitchen island, I shower and get ready.
When I step out of the elevator down in the parking garage, Jace is waiting for me. He’s leaning against the blacked-out SUV, and his all-black ensemble makes him blend in against the paintwork.
“You’re going to burst into flames wearing a suit in this heat.”
He holds the door open for me.
“It’s part of the job.” He closes the door and climbs behind the wheel.
When we pull up outside Lucy’s building, she’s already waiting outside, practically bouncing up and down on her toes as she clutches herColumbiatote bag over her shoulder.
“We’re chauffeured now?” She slides into the backseat. “You’re moving up in the world, Riles.”
“Don’t get used to it,” Jace grumbles from the front seat, and I laugh.
“So, the all-powerful husband granted you temporary freedom?”
“He was hoping it would take my mind off the exam result nerves.”
