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“Start at the beginning.”
Rain spoke up. “Oh! You wanna hear about the meet cute?”
Oh my god. We can’t be related.
Dove made an attempt to keep her expression neutral, but that meant avoiding Quaide’s eyes.
Stay positive through every situation. I’ve already lived through the worst.
“Meet cute?” Clay asked.
“Yes, we need to hear how you met Dom, whether it was cute or not,” Dove injected.
With a little wiggle as though getting more comfy, Rain looked around the table. “We met at a club in Boulder. I was with my friends, and Dom was with his. I was trying to flag down a server to get another drink, and Dom just walked right up and put one in my hand. And…” she paused for dramatic effect, “it was the right drink! Rosé punch.”
Julius cocked a brow. “What in the hell is a rosé punch?”
“It’s really good. But it might not be your thing.”
“I drink bourbon.”
One glance at the man’s dark, perpetual scowl was enough of a clue for Dove. Maybe her sister wasn’t so out of touch with reality after all if she picked up on it as well.
Quaide grunted. “We don’t care what anyone was drinking. Please go on, Rain.”
“Anyway, Dom and I started talking. Then he was rizzing me up.”
“Excuse me—what is rizzing?” Clay looked to Lark for interpretation.
Rain smiled. “It means flirting.”
“Why not just say flirting?” Julius seemed to dislike everything about this meeting. Or maybe he just disliked Rain.
Feeling the protective need to take over, Dove jumped in. “The point is that Rain was dating a drug dealer.”
Her announcement didn’t shock anybody the way she expected it to.
“He’s a really good guy, Dove.” Rain paused. “Other than the drug thing. But I didn’t know that when we were dating. He paid for everything and bought me lots of presents.” She pushed back a lock of blonde hair to show off the diamond stud in her earlobe. “See?”
Lark nodded in appreciation, but the guys were as unimpressed as Dove.
She pushed out a sigh. “Bottom line—he was raking in the cash and he needed a way to clean it. That’s where Rain comes in.”
“Can you tell us more about how you did that?” Quaide’s eyes were bracketed by lines of fatigue. So were his lips. He still looked hot as hell and Dove’s entire body quivered for his touch. But he looked tired and withdrawn.
Her mirror had told her the very same thing every day for the past six weeks.
“Well, it started out really cute too,” Rain continued.
Dove dropped her head into her hands. “I don’t know how we’re related.”
Julius shifted in his seat. “Thought Clay said you’re sisters.”
She jerked her head up and pierced him in a dull stare. “They don’t have sarcasm in the South, honey?”
Quaide folded his lips inward but his stern look reflected his disapproval.
Unfazed as always, Rain went on, “Dom had me run errands for him. He always ordered the same takeout, which made it easy. He only ordered pad Thai, General Tso’s from the Chinese restaurant or pizza with extra mushrooms.”
