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I pushed my mahogany hair over my shoulders and leaned in to look at my bloodshot hazel eyes. My headache had faded some, probably because I drank a gallon of water at lunch.
“You have abs.”
I looked up to see Sadie leaning against the doorjamb. She had changed into tiny powder blue shorts and a matching tank top.
“Now I just need to keep it up. I have to figure out a schedule.”
“Workout in the morning or evening?” Sadie asked.
I flexed my stomach in the mirror, seeing how my abs popped. They were nowhere near bodybuilder status but still respectable.
“I’m not sure. Maybe morning. My gym is only a few blocks away, but winter will be hard.”
“So, you bundle up, and you’re good to go.”
I pulled on my shorts and t-shirt while Sadie plopped down on the new couch, stretching out.
She put her leg on top of the couch. “This is very comfortable.”
“I hope so. I bet it cost enough.”
I was willing to guess that Matthew picked out the design. He decorated his apartment on his own and had great taste. Without him, Finley’s place would have wood boards on concrete blocks like a poor college student.
“Your brothers were very generous.”
“Yes, they were. They just want us to be secure. What should we spend the gift cards on?”
I sat down next to her and grabbed the cards from the table.
“We need some linens and stuff for the kitchen.”
“We have time until we start our new jobs. I guess we could go tomorrow and pick up some stuff from Macy’s.”
“Sounds good to me. Right now, I just want to relax.”
“Want something to drink? We have champagne in the refrigerator.”
Sadie stared at me and burst out laughing. “How could you possibly want to drink after last night?”
I shrugged. “We graduated. One glass of champagne isn’t going to hurt.”
“You had two glasses at lunch.”
“My parents insisted.”
That’s not what happened. I thought a little hair of the dog would help the pounding headache that was still nagging by the time we got to lunch.
“They didn’t have to pay,” she protested.
“They wanted to. You need to stop thinking every time someone offers to pay for something, it’s because they feel sorry for you,” I huffed.
Sadie bolted up. “Why would you say something like that? You have no idea how it feels. I worked my ass off to get my scholarship to Columbia. No one handed me anything.”
I glared at her. “Does that mean that I did get handed something? I didn’t ask for my father to get murdered. I would gladly return my trust fund if I could have him back.”
I stalked off to my bedroom and slammed the door. I wanted to start off living in our new home on a good note, but this wasn’t it. I crawled onto my bed and buried my head in my pillow. A minute later, I heard my door open and the mattress dip with the weight of Sadie.
She put her hand on my arm. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.”
