Falling for Hadley: A Novel (Chasing the Harlyton Sisters Book 2) by Jessica Sorensen

Author:Jessica Sorensen [Sorensen, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-04-15T05:00:00+00:00

Hadley

A few slamming heartbeats later, the sound of growling engines begin to fade. Eventually, the air grows quiet again, and I free a shaky breath. False alarm. It must have been just a few motorcycles driving by.

“Don’t relax yet, princess,” Austin says when he notices me starting to relax.

As if on cue, the front door opens and in walks a man who somehow makes Liam the Grizzly Bear look like a cuddly, little Teddy bear. And that’s only the beginning. One by one, people file into the house, both men and women, and all share one trait.

They look scary as hell, all bulky muscles and scars. And of course, don’t forget the weapons, some carrying a knife while others have guns tucked into holsters. The more people who cram into the room, the heavier the air gets.

I can’t breathe.

I’m going to die.

Holy shit, I’m going to die.

Who the hell’s going to take care of my sisters when I’m gone?

Are these people going to go after my sisters when I’m gone?

I should’ve warned them instead of keeping them in the dark and trying to handle everything by myself.

As the last of the people enter the house, Amelia gets up, crosses the room, and sits down on the back of the sofa beside me. “Relax. The more you panic, the worse this will be.”

“I’m not panicking,” I lie, my voice coming out as smooth as melted chocolate.

The corners of her lips tug upward. “That’s good. You sounded convincing. This might actually work.”

“Huh?” I stare at her, totally lost. “What might work?”

She leans toward me and whispers, “Getting you out of this mess.”

I roll my eyes. “Like you’re actually—”

She places a hand over my mouth, her grin growing. “Yes, I am. Now stop arguing and agree with everything I say, got it?” She waits for me to nod, and I do, but I don’t really mean it. “Good girl.” She traces her finger along my bottom lip. “Your lips are so soft. I bet Blaise likes that.”

I lift my hand up and pry her hand off my lips. “Blaise hasn’t touched my lips,” I lie.

“Really?” She appears positively pleased by the idea. “Then who has?”

“Are we really going to sit here right now and talk about my kissing life?” I give a pressing glance around the room that’s filled with … well, for now I’m going to call them mobsters.

Her smile is so blinding I swear the damn thing glows. “Austin is right. You’re feisty.” She wets her lips with her tongue. “I’m not surprised, though, that you turned out that way.”

“I’m not …” My words fade from my tongue as I replay what she said. “What do you mean, you’re not surprised I turned out that way? You say it like …” Well, like she knows me.

“Like what?” she asks, sounding lost, though her sparkling eyes suggest otherwise.

“I don’t …” My mind pulsates as images of the day my mom died flash through my mind, sharp and clipped then blurry.

“Quiet,” a man whispers.

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