Page 28 of Reckless Hearts


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I blush and grin. “Well, I mean, guilty as charged.” We both laugh as I let my eyes wander over the franklystunningglass—bullet-proof, of course—and steel modern apartment with views of pretty much all of Manhattan.

“Dude, there are seriously worse places you could be cooped up. This place is incredible.”

She makes a face. “Yeah, it’s fine. I guess.”

“Did you move my fucking razor again?”

We both whip our heads around as Castle comes storming out of the lone bedroom in the apartment, bare-chested with a towel wrapped around his muscled, grooved torso. He stops abruptly when he sees me.

“Shit, sorry,” he grumbles. “Didn’t know you were stopping by, Dahlia.”

“Surprise?” I smile weakly. “Sorry, I’m totally barging in.”

“It’s my house too,” Callie says flatly to him. “I’m allowed to have guests.”

His brows knit. “I never said you couldn’t.”

“And I have no idea where your stupid razor is.”

He glares at her as her face heats. “Let’s tone down the attitude in front of company, shall we?”

“Yes, Sir,” she mouths back.

Castle’s eyes flash. Callie’s face turns beet red. A second later, Castle’s whirling around and stalking back into the bedroom. “Nice to see you, Dahlia.”

The door shuts firmly behind him. I turn to raise my brows at my friend.

“What?” she mumbles.

“You’re joking, right?” I snort. “Callie, that was the closest thing to a threesome I think I’ll ever be a part of.”

She blushes deeply, rolling her eyes in a vain attempt at deflection that utterly fails.

“You’re imagining things.”

“I am not.”

“Can we please change the subject?”

I giggle, letting her off the hook. For now. “Sure.”

“What’s going on with you and my brother?”

I almost throw up, the question hits me so unaware, right in the gut. I blanch, my face turning white as I stare at her.

“W-what?” I finally choke out.

Callie frowns. “Yeah, I’ve been meaning to ask ever since my birthday. But then, you know…” she waves her arms in the air eloquently. “Gestures broadly at everything.”

I swallow. “There’s nothing going on with me and Deimos.”

“You know each other, though, right?”

I bite my lip, trying to figure out if it’s better to lie through my teeth, or just embrace enough of the truth to sweep this away.

Let’s go with option two. It has a better chance of not blowing up in my face.

“We went to school together. That’s it.”

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