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She snorts. “Yeah fucking right, Rayne. You’ve already confessed those feelings, remember?”
“I didn’t confess—”
“I told you to be careful,” she snaps. “I warned you he wouldn’t be good for you.”
“Come on, Lana. You didn’t know this was going to happen, either. No one could have. It was an accident. It had nothing to do with Kirill. He is actually the one who saved Brady.”
“Which was only necessary because you came here to prance around in your bikini in front of your boss. You sacrificed my kids on the altar of getting laid.”
I gasp. “That is not true! I would never do that.”
“Except you did,” she barks. “You did exactly that, Rayne.”
I want to defend myself, but Lana has every right to feel that way. I nearly got Brady killed. I wasn’t paying attention. And to make it worse, I wasn’t even the one who saved him.
Lily is the one who noticed he was underwater.
Kirill is the one who pulled him out.
While I was frozen in shock and horror, everyone else jumped into action.
I didn’t do anything right today. And I’m not going to make things worse by arguing with an angry mother. She has every reason to hate me.
She turns like she is going to walk away and then rounds back, a finger jabbed in my direction. “You will never be alone with my kids ever again. Ever.”
My eyes burn with tears, but I lower my head and nod. “Okay. Yeah, that is completely—”
“Bullshit.”
I look up and Kirill is standing off to the side. I was so focused on Lana’s dressing down that I didn’t even notice him walk over.
“Excuse me?” Lana snaps her head in his direction.
“That is bullshit,” Kirill repeats clearly. “Rayne is your sister. You should know better than anyone that she loves your kids. She’d never do anything to hurt them. She’d never do anything to hurt anyone.”
Lana rolls her eyes and looks back to me. “Tell your boyfriend to go inside.”
“He isn’t my—”
“How about you tell me yourself?” Kirill asks. “Or maybe that’s no fun for you. Unlike your little sister here, I’ll fight back.”
“I’m not fighting anyone.”
“That’s true,” Kirill says. “I’m sure you don’t do any of your own dirty work.”
Lana is irate. “You don’t know me, asshole.”
“I know that you sound an awful lot like your sister when you call me that,” he fires back. “And I know that you shoved your kids off on Rayne on her only day off for the week instead of watching them yourself.”
“Kirill,” I warn.
He looks at me, his expression dark and unreadable. Then he turns back to Lana. “Maybe if you gave as much of a fuck about your family as you pretend to, I wouldn’t have needed to save your son’s life today.”
Lana draws back. She clenches her jaw, and I can practically hear the thousand different comebacks rolling around in her head. Then she looks at me, her eyes narrowed. “I’ll drive the kids home. You can stay here withhimas long as you want.”
She marches away without another look at Kirill.
Did my sister just kick me out of her guest house? I’m afraid to yell after her and ask. I don’t want to put the idea in her head and have her realize how appealing it is.
