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Tendrils that wrapped around to constrict.
“No, no, you have it all wrong. He said you and I were breaking the rules, going to the clubhouse last night. When he told me to come back here and I refused, he carried me. Can you believe the audacity? That man is nothing but a brute.”
There, my own closing statement.
Maybe I’d swayed her judgement.
“And he left me there?” she opposed.
Right, there was that.
I glowered at her though there was zero heat behind it, my own dare twisting my voice with a distinct insinuation. “You had Trevan to watch over you.”
“He never even looked my way,” she countered.
“Liar.”
She glared back. “You got naked with my brother. You might as well fess it up because I see it written all over you.”
This girl had no filter or boundaries.
“I did not sleep with him.”
“KaisweepSiwasandBwinwey.” The sweet boy patted his chest.
A huff of befuddlement and awkward amusement shot from my mouth.
Elena cracked up then basically whined, “Come on, admit it, Brinley. You’re supposed to tell your best friend everything.”
“We didn’t sleep together,” I reiterated, my voice croaking as I lowered it with emphasis. I don’t know why I was so choked up about it.
Apparently, orgasms given by men who looked like gods and had wicked fingers made you emotional.
That vibrator definitely didn’t hold up.
Elena looked crestfallen. “But something happened,” she insisted. “The man looked like he’d embarked on his life’s mission.”
I wavered.
She must have taken it as confirmation because she jumped off the counter and shouted, “Ah-ha!”
A celebration of victory.
Like she was the one who won the medal when it was undeniably Silas who deserved a gold star.
“I knew it.”
“It wasn’t like that.” I shuffled on my feet.
Meems’s grayed brow ticked higher, so close to becoming one with her hairline. “And what exactly was it like? Because it appeared to me with the way Silas went running out of thehouse first thing this mornin’, he was every bit as terrified over whatever itwasas you.”
My throat felt too tight, nerves firing and getting into a tangle that I wouldn’t be able to undo.
“He’s just seeing to it that I’m cared for while I’m here.”
“Oh, I bet he’s taking care of you,” she drew out.
“No different than I’m sure he does with all the other girls falling all over him around here.”
