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I really hate when he’s right.
“Your eye’s doing that twitchy thing, so I know you agree with me. You only get twitchy when you don’t want to admit I’m right.” Hudson and I are kids four and five of a total of nine siblings. We’ve got two brothers and one sister older than us, then another brother and three sisters who are younger.
He and I have been inseparable our entire lives. He likes to play dumb, but he’s far from actually being stupid.
He’s also an observant fucker.
“Fine. You’re right. I’ll look into it this week.” I chug the rest of my coffee, then put the empty cup in the sink. “But you still should have told me you were renting that house to Wren.”
“Does she look as good as she used to? I haven’t seen her in... Christ, how many years has it been?”
“Six years,” I fill in. “She came home for Dad’s funeral.”
Hud gets quiet for a minute. John Joseph Kingston looms large over our whole family.
He always has and probably always will.
He took the company his father started and turned it into an international empire. Turning us into Philadelphia royalty in the process. But Dad was no saint. He had four wives, one mistress, and eight kids by the time he died. Our youngest sister, Madeline, was born a few months after we buried him. I wouldn’t say King Corp. mattered most to him. But it was definitely a close tie between the business and us kids. Losing him hit us all differently. I think in some ways, we’re still processing it.
We probably always will.
“So has little Wrenny Davenport grown into that nose?” Hudson asks.
Like there was ever any doubt she wouldn’t.
Wren was always pretty. With gorgeous red hair the color of a summer bonfire and piercing green eyes, there was no question she was going to be striking. But Wren also had legs and an ass for days. Still does. And by the time she hit her early twenties, she had a fantastic rack to go with them. I’m not sure I’ve enjoyed doing anything in my life as much as I did goading her into doing something she shouldn’t.
Until it all changed.
“Yeah. She’s fucking gorgeous,” I groan, picturing her. “And I’ll bet she’s still the prim and proper miss priss she always was.”
“I wonder if anyone ever managed to remove that stick from up her ass,” Hud asks. I smile, remembering exactly what that ass looks like.
Why does that sound like more fun than removing something from someone’s ass should ever sound? Oh yeah... right. Because it’s Wren, and torturing her has always been one of my favorite pastimes.
Turns out, fucking her could have been the other.
Before we fucked that up.
WREN
Saturday morning, I wake up to a text from my older sister and smile. She’s a nurse with an organization that travels to third-world countries where she helps educate and care for those in need. We were close as kids, but that changed in our teens. We’ve been working on that these last few years, but Haley had to work on herself first after a rough few years. Thankfully, she’s doing better now.
Haley
Are you all moved in?
Wren
Yup. Unpacked is a whole different thing. But I’ll get there. Eventually.
Haley
Like it won’t drive you crazy to live out of boxes, little Miss Type A.
Wren
We can’t all be Miss Free Spirited and enjoy moving from country to country with just one suitcase. Seriously... how do you do that?
