Something Nice: An Original Sinners Novella by Tiffany Reisz

Author:Tiffany Reisz [Reisz, Tiffany]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: 8th Circle Press

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All the girls screamed. Literally screamed when Kingsley’s unmistakable voice crooned over the line and out of her phone speaker.

“Kingsley, before you say anything that could land you or me in jail, you should know you’re on speaker phone with your fan club,” Nora said. “Did you know you had a fan club?”

“Non,” he said. “But I’m not surprised.”

Maxine either pretended to faint or actually fainted. Nora couldn’t tell. She let her lay there. If she didn’t come to in a few minutes, then she’d start to worry.

“I’m at Sacred Heart’s summer picnic and it turns out you have a lot of admirers at this church. Say hello to the young ladies of Sacred Heart’s Kingsley Edge fan club.”

“Bonjour, ladies. I’m honored by your devotion.”

“Oh my Jesus…” Katie breathed.

“To whom am I speaking?” Kingsley asked. “I need names. I have to put you all in my black book.”

“Your little black book?” Katie asked.

“Oh no,” Kingsley said. “I have a very big black book.”

“This was a bad idea,” Nora said with a heavy sigh.

“Kingsley, it’s me, Maxine. Hi.”

“Ah, Maxine. How’s your eye?” Kingsley asked.

“Good. All healed. Thanks for chewing that guy out for me.”

“He’s very lucky I let him walk away from that game. He should have been crawling,” Kingsley said. “A grown man having a tantrum at a soccer match between churches. Disgraceful.”

“He was the worst,” Maxine said. “He was just pissed because our team is so much better.”

“That’s absolutely true,” Kingsley said. “But no excuse to kick a ball into a girl’s face. Especially such a lovely face.”

“Aww…thank you, Kingsley,” Maxine said, blushing. “You’re my favorite.”

“You’re mine,” he said.

“Kingsley, behave,” Nora said.

“But…I don’t know how.”

“Hi, Kingsley, this is Jessika. You helped me with my French oral final last semester.”

“Did you pass?” he asked.

“I did. Thanks for your help. I mean, merci pour l’aide.”

“De rien. Just remember when you speak French, it’s in the lips, not the throat. It’ll improve your pronunciation. Pretend you’re puckering up for a kiss every time you speak it, and you’ll sound like a native.”

“I think I might need private tutoring,” she said and Maxine high-fived her.

“It is my duty as a Frenchman to help all young ladies improve their French orals,” he said. What a ham. Nora rolled her eyes.

“I think I need to hang up right now,” Nora said. “I hear the police sirens. They’re getting closer…”

“I love you, Kingsley!” Angie shouted.

“I love you too, darling. Maîtresse?”

“Yes, King?” Nora asked.

“Is she cute? She sounds cute,” Kingsley said.

“She’s adorable,” Nora said. “And underage.”

“You were underage when I met you the first time. And the second time.”

The girls screamed again. Nora was going to have to hang up before she lost her hearing.

“I’m not underage,” Katie said.

“Bien,” Kingsley said. “Elle, have that one washed and brought to my tent.”

Katie fainted, very possibly for real. Nora rolled her eyes.

“That’s it. Hanging up now. Say goodbye to Kingsley, ladies.”

“Bye, Kingsley!”

“Enchanté, ladies,” Kingsley said. “Next time you’re in Manhattan, stop by. My address is—”

Nora ended the call.

“Well, now are you all happy?” Nora asked the assembled young women of Sacred Heart Catholic Church.

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