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Katerina looks up at me, eyebrows raised. “What’s wrong?”

“Who is that?” I ask pointing at the screen.

I know who it is but I need my sister to tell me who he is because who he is seems so much more important than it was thirty seconds ago.

“Him? That’s Anthony Legan. He’s pretty good looking, although the appeal is lost on me cause I know how unhinged he gets.”

My sister rambles on, completely oblivious to the sinking feeling in my gut.

“Why do you look like you saw a ghost?” she asks when she notices my expression.

“Kat, that’s Tony,” I say slowly.

“I know,” she replies slowly as well. “Anthony Legan.”

I want to shake her. “Katerina. That’s Tony,” I repeat, forcefully this time. “The Tony I just told you I slept with.”

For the second time tonight her mouth falls open. “Oh.”

“Yeah, oh,” I say weakly. I take a seat on the bed. “Of all the men I could have slept with.”

It’s not like I’m misremembering. I would recognize those brown eyes anywhere. And that face. Oh man, he was inside me like a week ago.

“So this is what it feels like to sleep with the enemy,” I say, suddenly amused.

My sister’s gaze cuts to mine sharply. “Don’t make jokes right now. This is serious.”

“I know,” I say groaning. Humor’s my default when I don’t know what to feel.

“You slept with the second in command of the De Luca family. The son of the innocent woman dad murdered?!”

“When you put it like that, it sounds pretty bad,” I admit.

“Sophia!” she shouts and I wince.

I fall back on the bed. “It’s not like I did it intentionally. I had no idea who he was.”

Katerina gets to her feet and starts pacing the length of her room. As she tends to do.

“You only have yourself to blame for that. I told you to pay attention when I was telling you about them. You should have looked them up. I can’t believe you couldn’t recognize Anthony Legan.”

“I thought you had it covered,” I mutter and I didn’t particularly care about the other mafia families.

“Oh my God!” she yells.

“You’re taking this worse than me. I’m the one that slept with him.”

And liked it,my traitorous mind adds.

Katerina keeps pacing. And then suddenly she stops. “You know what? This isn’t such a bad idea.”

I sit up immediately and look at her. As expected, she has that crazed look in her eyes that appears when she gets a terrible idea.

“Kat,” I say carefully.

“Oh shush, this is perfect,” she laughs. It’s the laugh that worries me.

She jumps onto the bed beside me.

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