Swink by Adriana Locke

Author:Adriana Locke [Locke, Adriana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Swink
Publisher: Umbrella Publishing Inc.
Published: 2017-07-19T03:00:00+00:00

Camilla

I DON’T EVEN LOVE WINE, but I take a gulp anyway. It’s strong and bitter, and I realize I should’ve checked to see if wine expires before taking as large of a drink as I did. This bottle has been in my refrigerator since Sienna came back home for Barrett’s campaign. That’s been . . . a long time.

“Ugh,” I grimace but take another sip anyway. I don’t know what’s up with Graham, but after everything else, I need a little fortification.

On cue, the doorbell rings. Wine glass in hand, another drink tumbling down my throat, I spy G on the other side and pull it open.

His look is lethal. I almost drop the glass.

“What’s wrong?” I stutter, watching him charge by. “Graham?”

Sitting my wine glass on the entry table, I latch the door and turn on my heel. He’s glowering at me from the other end of the foyer.

I’ve never seen my brother, any of them, so angry. Ever. His eyes are narrowed, wickedly so, as he heaves air in and out of his body. “Just saw Ford,” he says, his words measured. “He said he had lunch with you and Lincoln yesterday.”

“Yes,” I say, equally measured. It’s suddenly all clear why he’s so angry. Ford told him he met Dom. Thinking fast, I decide to go on the defensive. “And with Dominic.”

He smiles, but there’s no kindness to it. No amusement. “And Dominic. So, tell me, Camilla, what do you know about Dominic?”

“All I need to.” When his eyes narrow even more, I see where this is going. Storming by him, I don’t even look his way. “You can see yourself out.”

“I’m not done here yet,” he barks after me.

“I am.”

My steps smack off the tile as I enter the kitchen and position myself as far away from my brother as I can. Knowing this is about Dominic changes everything.

I generally listen to G. I value his opinion, but I won’t stand in my own house and listen to him take his opinions on a man he’s never met and twist them all around and throw them at me.

My blood boils, my own eyes narrowing as he stands across the room. “What do you want, Graham?”

“Let’s start with this: I had breakfast with our mother this morning.”

“Good for you.”

“She said Paulina called her last night.”

“Fuck Paulina,” I say with more emphasis than I even intended.

He lifts a brow.

“Yeah, Graham. Fuck Paulina,” I hiss, watching him absorb a very un-Camilla-like display. “Oh, wait, you already did.”

His eyes darken, making him look more like my father than I’ve ever realized. “Choose your words wisely, Camilla.”

“The same goes for you.”

“What’s gotten into you?” he growls. “Is this what he’s is doing to you? Making you some crazed lunatic?”

“This is a crazed lunatic?” I laugh. “Really? It seems to me that being accosted in my own home and standing up for yourself is a little less lunatic-y than barging into your sister’s house and making her feel like some kind of criminal for nothing.

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