Page 244 of Filthy Lies


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Before my very eyes, my precocious brat of a kid blushed bright pink and turned timid as hell. “I’d like that. Thank you so much for including me.”

Without another look at either of us, she drifted away, her usual social commentary on life put on mute which was a testament to her sudden shyness.

Shaking my head at her antics, I turned to Conor who was studying me. “I know we have to talk but I can’t not do this,” he mumbled, stepping into me, one hand settling on my waist, the other cupping my nape.

When his mouth pressed against mine, I sagged into him, knowing he’d take my weight, knowing he’d support me.

That he always would.

My lips parted, accepting the soft greeting of his tongue, the caress a ‘hello.’ A ‘you make me happy.’

I’d never madeanyonehappy.

In fact, I’d always done the exact opposite and usually, I’d gone out of my way to ensure I pissed as many people off as I could. Bitter, discontented people did not make for nice humans.

But Conor changed that by being him.

I slipped my arms around his waist and clung to him, my head falling against his shoulder until he retreated, pressing his forehead to mine as we both caught our breaths.

“Retrograde amnesia like Cin said, do you think?” he asked quietly. It didn’t come as a surprise that he’d taken note of what Kat had gone through.

“Could be. She had the same look in her eyes as when she had a nightmare. But worse.”

He cupped the ball of my shoulder. “Do you want to spend the night here? Have her sleep over instead of going back to West Orange?”

For a woman who was used to depending on herself, who was slowly embracing that she wasn’t just a team of one anymore, how he blew down my barriers continued to stun me. His offer was enough to make me tighten my arms around his waist and hug him in gratitude.

“Would you mind? Would Aoife and Finn?” I whispered.

“Why would they care? This place is massive.”

“She might…” I grimaced.

“Wet the bed?”

“She used to when she had a nightmare.”

Conor pursed his lips in contemplation. “Do you want to head back to West Orange? Have her spend the night somewhere she knows she’s safe?”

“No. We’re already delaying things by spending the night.” I rubbed a hand over my face. “I have a bad feeling…”

“About?”

“Troy.”

“I’ve accessed her phone records. We could call her and warn her that we’re coming?”

I bit my lip, the need to—

Crap, I didn’t even know.

I just had an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Granted, it had only been triggered by Kat’s visceral reaction to something as simple as being told she had some new family members, but…

“What is it?”

“Maybe Aoife has some sheets or something for Jake? For when he has accidents?”

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