Page 83 of Don't Trust Her


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“It isn’t like any of them will be able to tell the difference. They’ll all think I’m you.”

“That won’t work.”

“Why not?”

I try to think quickly. “We aren’t wearing the same clothes. Peter will notice.”

“Seriously? We have on the same colors. You really think he pays close attention to what you’re wearing?”

“That’s rude.”

“It isn’t personal. No straight guy notices things like that.”

“Whatever. I’m going to do this myself. He’s my husband, and one of those girls is my daughter. Too many things could go wrong if you pretend to be me.”

She smirks. “I’ve been doing a pretty good job of making people think I’m you. Wouldn’t you say?”

I get in her face. “Let me do this.”

“If it means that much to you, have at it.” Jane steps back.

“Thank you. Stay right here. I’ll be quick.”

I hold my breath as I turn the knob. Just before stepping out, I grab a basket of clothes.

“What are you doing?” Jane glares at me.

“Trying to be convincing. Peter’s going to realize I’ve been in here for a long time.”

She pats her jacket. “Hurry.”

ChapterForty-Eight

Every inch of my body shakes as I make my way to the kitchen, carrying the clothes.

Peter, Dakota, and a girl from her cheer team are all leaning against the counter laughing together. Leah? Lily? Lydia? I think that’s it. Lydia. They’re snacking on cheese and crackers like nothing’s wrong.

Because they don’t know anything is.

Peter turns to me, a quizzical expression on his face. “I didn’t realize you were downstairs.”

I hold up the basket, shaking in my hands. “Laundry never ends.”

Dakota pops a slice of cheese in her mouth. “Did you wash my denim skirt?”

“Not yet.” My voice is too wobbly. “I can get to it by tomorrow.”

“Thanks.” She flashes me an easy smile.

I try to return the gesture, but it comes off awkward instead. “Hey, what are you doing back here? I thought you were going to be busy all night.”

She grabs a cracker. “I forgot my flat iron. Can’t live without that.”

“Nope. What are you doing after you leave? You should probably get going.”

Peter shoots a questioning glance my way.

I need to abort this mission now.

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