Wicked Rules by L A Cotton

Author:L A Cotton [Cotton, L A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Delesty Books
Published: 2018-01-02T16:00:00+00:00

Lo

“And he said he thought it could work?” I pushed open the door waiting for Maverick to catch me up.

“Yeah, he seemed positive, but I still don't know, Lo.”

“Maverick,” I sighed. “What's to think about, if it means—” My feet ground to a halt and he crashed straight into me, grunting with pain.

“Lo, sweetheart, I, hmm, I wasn't expecting you home.” Dad's eyes bulged as he glanced between me and Maverick and then back to Stella who sat quietly at his side.

“What's going on?” I immediately went on high alert. Papers were scattered over the coffee table and Stella's eyes were red-rimmed and sore. “Is everything okay?” I raised an eyebrow.

“Nothing you need to worry about,” he said shifting so that he sheltered Stella behind him. “Are you and Maverick staying?”

“We can study at the pool house. It's no problem, Uncle Rob,” Maverick said. He didn't come around often, and he especially didn't come around when Dad was home.

Stella sniffled, breaking the awkward silence that had descended over us, and Dad mumbled something that sounded a lot like we could stay and hang out. But I said, “I'll just grab my things and we'll get out of your hair.”

Whatever was wrong, it looked serious. Stella didn't meet my eyes, taking refuge behind my father’s broad stature. Nor did she speak.

“Okay, kiddo.” His eyes flashed with appreciation. “Maybe it's for the best.”

“Wait for me in the car?” I said to Maverick, and he nodded, excusing himself as I went to my room and grabbed the books I needed. Not that I anticipated much studying to happen when we got to the pool house, but Dad didn't need to know that.

“That's me,” I said when I returned to the living room. Dad glanced up, his arm tucked protectively around Stella's shoulder, and he offered me an apologetic smile.

“I have my phone if you need me.” I hurried from the house, unsure of what to make of everything. Dad never brought Stella to the house. At least, not when I was around. If she was here, it could only mean whatever had happened wasn't good and my stomach hollowed.

“Everything okay?” Maverick said as I climbed inside the Audi.

“I don't know.” I glanced over at the house. “That was weird, right? Did Stella seem like she'd been crying to you?”

He shrugged, backing the car out of the driveway. But my mind was already working overtime, imagining all the different scenarios that could lead to her sitting in my living room being consoled by my dad.

“Lo, stop over-thinking,” Maverick's voice reached a place inside of me and I looked over at him.

“Things just settled down, what if—”

“You don't even know what's wrong yet. Don't jump to conclusions. It could be nothing.”

Or it could be something.

Something that would disrupt the strange level of normal Dad and I had found over the last few weeks.

“Hey.” Maverick's hands reached for my knee. “I'm sure everything is fine.”

I gave him a little nod but didn't trust myself to reply. To say any of the things circling my mind.

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