“Don’t worry, darlin’,” Pops tells me. “She’ll come around. Just give her time. Adlers are stubborn like that.”
“Thank you,” I say softly as I break off a piece of bread, suddenly uncomfortable.
“Welcome to the family, Olivia.”
Okay, lying to Jasper and Waverly didn’t feel that bad.
Lying to this man... This feels awful, and when I catch Logan’s eyes, I know he feels it too. But as his palm runs over his daughter’s hair, he silently reminds me we’re doing this for a reason.
Two reasons.
One for him and one for me.
I am going to be the next partner or I’ll die trying. And if I have to be a part of this family for a few months, then I guess that makes me an Adler.
Brynlee
What the actual fuck, Liv?
Killian
What are we fucking?
Liv
Do you ever read what you write before you hit send?
Killian
Bite me, little sister. Daisy’s been on a sleep strike. Lilah is onstage. And I don’t even know what city I’m in right now. Now why is Brynn yelling at you?
Liv
She’s not yelling.
Brynlee
Yes, I am.
Killian
Want to clue me in?
Brynlee
No.
Liv
No.
I don’t even know why she included you in the text.
Killian
Harsh.
Liv
