Fall Guy (A Youngblood Book) by Reinhardt Liz

Author:Reinhardt, Liz [Reinhardt, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-09-19T07:00:00+00:00

Winch 9

Evan is coming to my house.

I've never been so fucking pissed off at my brother in my life. My adrenaline is pumping like a drug, and punching him a few times in his fat head definitely occurs to me. And it doesn't seem like a bad idea at all.

The only thing that stops me is the look in Evan's eyes when we pull up to my family's monstrous house. Like she's scared. Like she shouldn't even bother. Like she's not ready for all this.

Remy rolls out the passenger door. "I'll go in and let them know you two will be in in a minute, okay?"

I glare at him and he stuffs both hands in the pockets of his pants, flecked with blood, and whistles like a fucking clown while he walks to the house.

"You can take me home, right?" Evan's voice has this wavery quality I never imagined coming from her before. "Because I know I asked for this, but joke's on me. Hardy har har. I'm ready for you to tell me what an ass I am and drop me back home now." She taps her fingers in a quick, vicious beat on the steering wheel.

"You look unbelievably beautiful."

I mean it when I say it, but I know she's seeing herself the way my mother will see her. And I know my mother will disagree with me one hundred percent.

"I can't go in there with them, Winch. This whole day has been a mess. I want...I want it to work between us, and that isn't possible if I screw this all up."

She checks the mirror and her mouth flattens. She lets out a strangled gasp and wipes at the smeared makeup under her eyes. I put a hand out and touch the delicate bone at her wrist, slide my fingers against her skin, and rub slow circles I hope help calm her down.

"I can help. Trust me?" It's a lot to ask her, after everything I dragged her through.

"I do," she says, her voice soft.

I take her by the hand and lead her around the back of the house to the French doors outside a patio with a koi pond, fountain, and little stone benches. I rap my knuckles on the glass and Benelli's face peeks through one pane. She yanks the door open, brow furrowed.

"Winch? What happened? Lala said there was a fight. Are you okay? Is Remy?" My sister's blue eyes flick over Evan and she frowns, but doesn't ask a single question about her.

"Remy got in deep with the Murrays--"

"Holy Mother of God, what is he thinking?" Benelli makes a fist and shakes it, her lips pulled back in a snarl. "He's going too far. We have to tell Pop..." Her voice trails off and she clears her throat gently, making a point to not look at Evan. "Winchester, I need to speak with you in private."

"Not now." I narrow my eyes and shake my head at my sister's attempt to argue. "Not. Now. Mama is setting up for dinner and Evan is coming.

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