Page 44 of Deadly Devotion


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“Callen?” Ivy asks. “How did you know I was here?”

“I didn’t,” I reply. “How did you get out?”

She couldn’t have walked out of the suite, otherwise her starry-eyed entourage would be here. Perhaps the others were right to keep checking on her after all.

“The window is a fire escape,” she says. “I needed to breathe.” She turns back to the view. “I was suffocating in there.”

“I hear you,” I say, sauntering over to join her.

The London skyline spans in front of us, and lights glitter in the darkness. If I squint, I can see the outline of Big Ben. We’re above it all, watching the cars crawl beneath us.

Out of the corner of my eye, I watch Ivy. Her expression stays impassive. Her shoulders are tense, and her jaw sets like we’re about to go to war. What is she thinking? I’d like to burrow into her head to find out, but I won’t ask.

“Your niece is a cute kid,” I say, breaking the silence.

“She liked you, Cally.”

“Fuck off,” I mutter, fighting back a grin.

Daisy’s daughter reminded me of Tilly and how much I missed her. I miss the games, the laughter, the innocence, and how she looked up to me…

“She doesn’t know who I am,” Ivy says. “My niece looks at me like I’m a stranger.”

“Well, you are,” I point out.

“Gee, thanks,” she says. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re shit at making people feel better?”

“If you want someone to tell you everything is going to be okay and kiss your booboo’s better, I’m not your guy, sweetheart.”

“Don’t call me sweetheart.”

“Okay, princess.”

The corners of her mouth twitch. Her glint of a smile makes my cock harden instantly.

“You’re not like the others,” she says. “You probably wanted the Killers Club to kill me.”

“I did,” I agree. “At the start.”

“You’re a real arsehole.”

“So I’ve been told,” I say, leaning against the walled ledge. It’s waist-high and creates a border around the entire roof. “You can push me off if it’ll help?”

“Don’t tempt me.”

“One shove is all it’ll take. I’ll go flying and make a pretty mess all over the pavement. Just think about the shocked looks on the chauffeur’s faces when I splatter in front of them. You’d love that.”

“I thought you didn’t want to make me feel better.”

Lies. All fucking lies.

“Look, families are fucked up,” I say, addressing the elephant in the room. “Take my brother, for example. We barely spoke for years. Torean faked his death a few times, but it wasn’t the same. I always knew when he was lying.”

“Stephanie had years to tell me about Daisy,” Ivy says. “I’ve missed out on so much. I could have been there for Daisy after what Spencer did. I could have protected them. We could have been a proper family. Now, I don’t know who she is anymore. She’s my sister, and she’s a killer.”

I grab her chin and force her to look at me. Her eyes blaze with fury—the sexy as fuck kind of fury that drives me wild.

“Have you looked in the mirror lately?” I ask. “Are you the same person you were five years ago?”

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