“So, she loves you,” Abigail says. “And you married her.” She shakes her head as she sits across from me, whistling. “Sis getting lucky.”
“Do you even like her?” Lucas asks.
Keir sits in the car, not saying a word. I know he wants to, but he won’t in front of Abigail.
“Nope, can’t stand her.”
“Why is that again?” I press, and her eyes fall to me.
“She killed my father.” She crosses her arms over her chest, which seems to be her go-to stance when she’s feeling stubborn or defensive.
“Oh, you mean the man who sold her off like a plaything and was going to do the same thing to you?” I fire back.
Sitting back in her seat, she shakes her head in denial. “Bullshit! He wouldn’t have. He loved us.”
“No, sweetheart. He loved power,” Lucas chimes in.
She focuses her attention out the window after that, and we ride to the plane without another word.
* * *
“Um… who is this?”Piper asks, nodding to Abigail as she waits for us by the car after we land. “And why isn’t Adora with you?”
“Change of plans,” Lucas replies, smiling. He throws his arm around Abigail’s shoulder and pulls her in, ruffling her hair. “We got this little shithead instead.”
“I’m an adult, thank you very much.” She shoves him off and fixes her hair. “Are you always this annoying?”
“Yes,” Piper and I answer at the same time.
“Where will I be staying?” Abigail asks no one in particular.
“With Joey.”
I didn’t plan that far ahead.
I was mad.
Too furious to think straight.
Do I even want this?
“Same bed?” she presses, her gaze drifting to me.
Fuck no.
Piper coughs.
“No,” I bark.
Lucas laughs as he gets into the car.
“Damn. Okay, well, what am I going to do here? I’ve never been out of my country.”
“You can work for me. I need a new bartender.”
“What happened to your last one?”
“I killed him,” Lucas says without hesitation.