Law #2: Don't Play with a Player: A Sweet Office Romance Story (Laws of Love) by Agnes Canestri

Author:Agnes Canestri [Canestri, Agnes]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-08-31T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

(Devon)

As I head back to the living room with the reports under my arm, Laia’s sweet giggle reaches my ears.

Huh, she must be having fun with Ca—

Cat’s head appears from her fancy black cat toilet that I transferred this morning from the balcony to the corridor.

I freeze mid-thought. If my kitten isn’t in the kitchen, who is Laia laughing with?

A second sound echoes through the walls, but this time in a chirpier soprano. The memory of the slamming door comes back to me, and I suddenly remember that my sister still has my spare keys.

If she came to bring me back those, her timing couldn’t be more convenient…for her.

A soft murmur tells me my sister must be chatting with Laia, but from where I stand, I can’t catch a word of what they’re saying.

“Psst, Cat,” I whisper, trying to lure her over to me. “What is my crazy sis up to, huh? Do you know?”

Cat, as always, lacks any sign of cooperation.

She even seems to take offense that I dared to call out to her while she’s doing something as crucial as licking her paws clean. In answer, she huffs, then dashes back to the kitchen.

I drop the documents on the beige sofa and tiptoe behind her as quietly as I can, hoping to catch a bit of the conversation without the girls realizing my presence. I suspect it can’t be a coincidence that Ellie turned up in my apartment at the exact same time that I brought Laia here.

I flatten my back against the wall beside the kitchen’s door and peek inside.

“He’s pretty fine now, but boy, was it bad when we were younger,” my sister says, leaning against the black granite counter. Her coral-colored blouse blends in nicely with the tile backsplash.

There’s no doubt whom or what she’s speaking about.

As if to confirm my hunch, Laia answers, “I didn’t know Devon’s health problems were so severe. He mentioned he’d been hospitalized a few times, but I didn’t want to pry.”

She faces away from me so I can’t see her expression, but I get to admire how her hair sways as she shakes her head.

Ellie’s eyes widen. “No way, Dev told you that he was sick? It’s not a thing he tells anyone.”

“Really?” Laia’s voice is higher than usual and has a startled timbre.

I’m tempted to slam my forehead on the jamb. It’s not true that I keep my childhood condition a secret. I might not go around flashing a T-shirt that says, “I used to suffer from severely recurring bronchospasm,” but Wyatt knows about it. And Pete, too.

So there you go…I didn’t give Laia the kind of special treatment that Ellie implies.

My sister pulls her dainty nose into a pensive grimace, while she vigorously scratches her left earlobe. It’s her trademark expression for I’m about to mount a new rescue mission and usually means trouble.

Ellie just can’t help her inner drive to fix others.

Especially me.

As if to prove I should’ve listened to my gut and revealed my presence before she could utter another word, Ellie leans toward Laia in a conspiratorial manner.

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