“Here,” Adora says from the doorway.
Abigail turns to her, and Adora’s face is full of panic. She doesn’t notice me at first as her eyes are too busy locked on her sister. She steps past Scott, but he grabs her and pulls her to his side. “You’re early.” Those whiskey-colored eyes that I have come to love don’t look my way. Seeing another man’s arms around her takes everything in me not to step forward and put a bullet directly between his eyes.
“You’re late, as usual,” Abigail says back with snark. “A few years too late, wouldn’t you say?”
“You look good,” Adora tells her, looking her over. That’s when her eyes flick to me. I see the moment she recognizes us—without the hats, I’m sure she wouldn’t have taken so long. Her eyes widen, and her body goes stock-still. Luckily for her, her husband doesn’t seem to notice as his eyes are firmly on Abigail.
“Do you think your husband would let you fuck one of my men as well?” Abigail asks, catching on to who Adora’s looking at.Me.
“Adora only wants me. Isn’t that right?” He tightens his hold on her, but she keeps her hands to her sides, not touching him.
“Doesn’t look like she even wants you to touch her.” Abigail smiles, her gaze flicking between them tauntingly. Scott glances at Adora, but she averts her eyes as soon as he pulls her even closer.
“What do you want, Abigail?” Scott finally asks. “Why are you really here?”
“Are you saying I’m not welcome, Scott? I thought we were…basically family.” This one has a mouth on her.
Scott doesn’t flinch, keeping Adora glued to his side.
“You should stay somewhere else,” Adora states. We all look at her. “And you can come back during the day to visit.”
“But I’m here now. Let’s go inside and have some food and drink?”
“You’re too young to drink,” Adora snaps.
“Sister dearest, I’ve been drinking for a long time.” She clicks her fingers at Lucas and me and smiles. “Follow me, boys. Scott, if you would be kind enough to show us to a bedroom, my boys will sleep with me tonight.”
“Follow me.” He turns and grips Adora’s hip, giving her no room for objection to follow him. She glances over her shoulder, flicking her eyes from her sister to me.
Tonight should be very fucking interesting.
FIVE
ADORA
Why is he here?
Did I really think he wouldn’t find me?
I mean Joey, my husband.
And from what I’ve learned about him, he’s incredibly clever, more so than anyone around him.
“You’ll be in my room tonight, for appearances,” Scott whispers for only me to hear, and a shiver runs right through me.
“Thought you didn’t want me in there.”
“I’ll pat you down,” he says with a shrug, holding the door open. “And if need be, I’ll tie you to the bed.”
I want to tell him to go fuck himself, but Abigail is walking up behind me with Lucas and Joey.
I know they aren’t here to bring me home.
He’s here to kill me.
I wonder if my sister knows that and if she’s okay with it.
“Nice home. How long have you lived here, sister?” Abigail asks. I glance back and see her licking her teeth in annoyance. She’s mad at me, that much is clear.