Isobel Bird - Circle Of Three - 10 by Making The Saint

Author:Making The Saint [Saint, Making The]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2010-09-08T02:28:15.438000+00:00

“Oh, very,” teased Kate. “If you want to look like a pirate.”

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Kyle grabbed her and twisted her arm behind her back. Kate squealed and tried to get away, but he

was much stronger and he had her trapped. “Say it,” Kyle said as he continued to hold her arm.

“It.” Kate giggled, earning herself a new round of torment.

“Come on,” said Kyle. “I can keep this up all night.” He held on even harder.

“Okay!” Kate said. “Okay. You are the supreme lord and master. There, happy?”

“That’s better,” Kyle said, letting her go. “I’m pleased to see that you remember the magic words.”

“I know some other words, too,” Kate said, grinning. “Like ‘new tattoo.’ How about that?”

Kyle narrowed his eyes. “You wouldn’t,” he said. “I showed you that only after you promised never to

tell a living soul.”

“And I won’t,” Kate told him. “If you help me out with a little problem.”

“That’s blackmail,” Kyle said. Then he nodded. “I like it. So, what am I helping you with?”

“I need to get Mom and Dad to let me start seeing Tyler again,” said Kate.

“I didn’t know that they’d stopped letting you see him,” replied her brother.

“It’s a long story,” Kate answered.

Kyle looked at his watch. “Dad won’t be home for at least a couple of hours,” he said. “Where’s

Mom?”

“Catering a Thanksgiving luncheon for some ladies’ club or something,” Kate said.

“Then we have time for the sure-to-be-captivating story of your thwarted love,” said Kyle as he picked

up his bag and walked into the kitchen.

“Fine,” said Kate. “But don’t eat all the cookies. Mom will skin you.”

Kyle, who was at that very moment inspecting the contents of the cookie jar on the counter, responded

by taking a handful of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies and popping an entire cookie into his mouth.

Then he pulled out a chair and sat down at the table. “Do we have milk?” he asked.

Kate opened the refrigerator and got out the milk. She took a glass from the dish drainer, filled it, and

handed it to Kyle. “Who looks after you when you’re at school?” she joked.

She poured herself some milk and sat down across from her brother. Then she took one of the cookies

from his pile and bit into it. She wasn’t sure where to begin the story she wanted to tell Kyle. She’d been

going over it in her head for a couple of days, but she still hadn’t decided on a final script.

“Spill it already,” said Kyle after she had been silent for a minute. “Why did they put the kibosh on your

budding romance?”

“They think Tyler is a bad influence on me,” Kate told him.

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“Tyler?” Kyle said, snorting. “He seems about as bad an influence as—” He searched for a comparison.

Finally, he pointed to the milk and cookies in front of him. “As this.”

“Probably even less,” Kate said.

“Then what happened?” asked Kyle. “Did they catch you two making out on the couch or something?”

Kate shook her head. “No,” she said. “In fact, they were really starting to like him.

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