Perfect Blend (The Scottish Billionaires Book 7) by M. S. Parker

Author:M. S. Parker [Parker, M. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Belmonte Publishing, LLC
Published: 2021-06-03T16:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Three

Brody

I didn’t know how long I’d been asleep when my phone woke me. I groped for it blindly, not registering the name on the screen before answering it.

“Hello?” A burst of laughter had me pulling the phone away from my ear and sitting up. “Hello?”

“Your brother’s an asshole of the worst kind.”

I frowned and turned on the light. The voice sounded familiar, but I couldn’t quite place it. “Who is this?”

“Not surprised you don’t recognize me. You seemed to know me well enough when you were fucking me.”

Immediately, everything clouding my mind fled, and I was suddenly awake…and aware.

“Freedom?”

“Ding, ding, ding! You got it!”

“Are you…are you drunk?!”

Another round of laughter. “I may have been drinking a wee bit.”

She was trying to use a Scottish accent. I wasn’t sure if that was funny or annoying, and I didn’t intend to decide until we went back to the first incomprehensible thing she’d said.

“What did you say about my brother?”

“Oh, right. Him. Bastard.”

My eyebrows shot up. What the hell was going on with her?

“Your brother fucked my sister.”

I had to be hearing things because there was no way in the world that made any sense. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Guess I should be glad he’s not bragging about it. But it shouldn’t have happened. Fucking bastard.”

“I still don’t know what you’re going on about.”

“Right. You need to know the whole story. How your asshole brother, Eoin, was supposed to save Aline from those asshats who took her, but he fucked her instead.”

My first thought was that she’d said his name correctly. The second was that I’d been right about what Eoin had been doing in the Middle East. But it hadn’t been Freedom who’d gone missing. It’d been Aline.

The relief I felt at the realization was quickly replaced by guilt as I remembered the petite, delicate-looking girl I’d met. What sort of asshole was I that I was glad someone like her had gone missing and not Freedom, who I knew would be able to take care of herself?

“Is your sister okay?” That seemed like a safer question to ask than how, exactly, she knew that Eoin had slept with Aline, though that was something I was going to need more time to process.

“Don’t know. She went home with Eoin. Probably fucking him right now.”

While I’d heard her swear every so often, this was excessive for her. It seemed whatever filter she had disappeared when she had a few drinks in her.

“He’s not as pretty as you.”

Maybe more than a few drinks.

“But she isn’t hurt?” I really did care about whether or not she’d been harmed, especially after I’d been even the least bit relieved that Aline had been the one taken. Besides, I wasn’t about to touch her comment about me being prettier than my brother.

“Not really. Except for what Eoin did.”

I stiffened. “My brother would never force–”

“Of course not!” she interrupted. “I said he was an asshole, not a rapist. Not that the two are mutually exclusive.”

“What the hell are you going on about then?” It took all my self-control not to yell.

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