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Going Too Far Rise of the Billionaire (Legacy Collection #5)

While I waited, I stared into the engine and wondered why Rosa had tried to pull a number on me.

Mom burst into laughter. He’s right. Your sister has horrid taste, Mia. Text me a picture before you so much as think of buying a dress.Yes, Mama, she sang as her voice faded.

Warrior of the Highlands (Highlands #3)

She’s eighteen. I sighed, filleting the chicken.Tell me about it. Your father’s been fending the boys off for years, and you know she’s his baby. He’s been polishing the shotgun since she told him. I’m mixing bread crumbs, where are you at?Finishing the last fillet. I didn’t get them thin enough last time.

Never Never: Part Three (Never Never #3)

Take your time, no one likes dry chicken. I was thinking maybe we’d try coq au vin next week?I washed my hands, thinking over the dish. That takes a little longer, but I think it’s doable. Or maybe we could make brownies?

You’re not getting that recipe out of me, Grayson Masters.

It was worth the try. Those brownies were epic.The Camaro sat waiting for me, firing up with an easy twist of the ignition. I squealed out of the spot, no idea where I was going, but the clanging in my head didn’t start to ease until I was outside the city, the desert stretching in every direction. The blankness of the scenery and the long stretch of empty road suited me. Nobody to piss me off. Nobody to let down. Nobody anywhere near me at all.

I’d lost control that day. Control of my temper. My actions. My responsibilities.The ICU was quiet except for the humming of machines, soft beeps, and the whir of Corabelle’s ventilator by my head. It didn’t sound like Finn’s, I remembered that now. His had been more metallic, like the choppy blades of a helicopter. Hers was a soft wheeze in and out.

The Adventures of Tom Bombadil

The sheet beneath her arm was wet. I had been crying. Stupid.No, not stupid. Normal. It was normal and fine, and I shouldn’t hear my father’s words, Don’t be a damn sissy, as he smacked me across the top of the head. I should forget his lessons, his ridicule, no longer let it penetrate.

He had rarely actually hurt me. I don’t think the town would have stood for beatings, black eyes, or real injuries. His form of discipline had been a hard shove or a hearty backhand, enough to knock me around but just light enough for witnesses to shrug it off as family business rather than call the cops.Maybe it was the attitude that hurt more, the indication that I was a failure in everything, that even if something was going right, I’d eventually screw it up.

I had given him too much power. As a little kid, maybe it made sense. He was my father, big and important and in a position to tell me what to do and when to do it.But now, he was nothing. I didn’t see him, talk to him. I had no reason to be like him at all. I didn’t even have to know him.

How much could we escape our past? Corabelle and I had been trying, ever since that first day on the beach when I drew that line in the sand and she stepped away from our history and into our future. Now here we were, and everything about this place we’d landed in was so much like where we’d been that I could scarcely bear it.At least the business with Rosa was behind me. Her cousin was surely right. Rosa needed a champion, and I’d simply been the easiest target. I’d figure out a way to block her number. Tijuana was in my past, like my father. I’d spend the rest of my life trying to fix all the screwups I’d made in the first eighteen years. The disappearing act. The vasectomy. The father rage.

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