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The two on the floor bobbed their heads in solemn agreement, despite their twitching lips.
“Nothing works properly if the pipes aren’t maintained by an expert,” Sasha added.
“Is there something wrong with the plumbing?” Darius asked, bemused.
I would have facepalmed if I could get away with it.
“Kami’s having plumbing troubles,” Kas supplied helpfully.
Darius’s gaze shifted to me. “At the apartment?”
“Please stop listening to them,” I muttered, wishing he would also stop watching me as if my broken plumbing was of the utmost importance.
“No, no, maybe Darius knows a really good plumber,” Lavena interrupted.
“Lavena,” I warned through gritted teeth, my face burning. “Enough.”
Getting the hint, she put her hands up and sat back. “Fine. Then I guess you’ll just have to get Lance to look at your pipes and hopefully he can figure them out.”
There was a moment, a brief flicker of a heartbeat when I met Darius’s eyes and understanding flashed in his. I didn’t know whether I was further mortified or relieved he was fully in theloop. I realized when his eyes darkened that I was neither. The rush of heat and panic that plowed through me was palpable.
“Lance?” Darius never released me from the cold, hard question, not even when directing the question to his sister.
I didn’t know whether to assure him there was nothing between me and Lance or point out that he literally wanted nothing to do with me, thus, had zero say in who I took to bed. Neither seemed like a safe option. So, I said nothing.
“He’s the dreamy handyman Mom hired forLe Hush,” his sister provided helpfully. “And we all think he has the sweets for our little Kami. We also think she should just go for it, you know? Throw herself at his mercy and let him—”
“Okay, enough!”
Murder.
I was going to murder her, then hire Sasha to help me bury her body.
“Dreamy handyman coming to help the shy damsel with her leaky pipes sounds like a really bad porn,” Kas decided, downing the rest of her wine.
“Why are her pipes leaking?” Sasha wondered.
Kas shrugged. “Maybe she’s just that horny.”
Holy Christ.
I loved my sisters. I loved them more than my own life. There was literally nothing I wouldn’t do for them, including hide a body. But sometimes, I wanted to hit all three of them in the face with a shovel.
“Can we talk about literally anything else?” I begged, casting each of them a withering glower, struggling to convey my discomfort without outright telling them to shut the fuck up.
They got the hint.
I was relieved when they pivoted to a different line of conversation, one that didn’t involve me, my pipes or anything leaking. I tried to listen, but Darius hadn’t lifted his attentionoff me. There was a darkness in his eyes, a watchfulness that made me too aware of my own skin. He seemed to be analyzing his next move, like a panther lying in wait. Beneath the throw, I shifted, the crotch of my shorts rubbing a little too hard against my mound. It took strength not to adjust the denim down, or move again, but he seemed to sense it; his eyes narrowed at my movement.
“I’m going to bed.” Lavena lunged up to her feet with unexpected abruptness, long arms stretched to the ceiling.
“Me too.” Sasha followed suit.
“I’m not tired yet,” Kas began only to have Sasha grab her elbow and forcibly yank her up.
“It’s your turn to paddle tomorrow and I’m not taking over because you’re too tired.”
The trio seemed to be in such a hurry that I wasn’t quick enough to catch up when they were already moving to leave.
