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His eyebrows dip. “I forbid you from dating anyone related to that industry for the next decade.”
“I never dated Brad, Dad.”
“Because he was into tall, leggy blondes,” Ciara says, “which is why he kept hitting on your friend Cassie.”
I shoot daggers at my sister.
“Don’t look at me like I made that up,” she says. “When everything blew up in your face, you told me you were attracted to him.”
Fine.
It was one-sided.
No need to rub my nose into it.
It’s my cross to bear for allowing myself to be seduced by that asshole.
I pinch my lips together. “The fact remains, I never dated him.”
“Thank God that never happened,” Ciara says. “Because you would’ve lost a whole lot more than your life savings. You would’ve lost your heart. She sinks against her seat, one arm crossed over her chest, a finger wagging in my face. “And, honey, no man is worth that.”
“Just because you closed the door on love, doesn’t mean the rest of us have to stop believing in happy ever after.”
“Silly, sis. Fairytales are for children,” she bites out.
“Ciara, drop it,” Dad says.
She relents.
Finally.
“Good on Cassie for never falling for the man with the serpent tongue,” Mom says. Brad couldn’t afford to date her. He just didn’t know. “There’s a place in hell for men like Brad Hyler.”
“The devil would kick him out of hell,” Ciara says.
“¡Me cago en su madre!” Dad’s nostrils flare like an enraged bull.
Translation: I shit on Brad’s mother.
“¡Tonto del culo!” Ciara says. “¡Que se la pique un pollo¡ And I hope the asshole catches the nasties.”
Translation: Idiot of the ass. I hope a chicken pecks at his dick.
“Under any other circumstance, I’d ask you two to hold your tongues, but I have to agree,” Mom says.
“¡Cabrón!” Dad bangs against the table, causing Mom, my sister, and I to jump.
Translation: Brad is an asshole.
“No need to get worked up, Dad.” I place a hand over his fist. “Bryce probably has clients who are in the real estate business, but he’s not.”
My dad eyes me with suspicion. “What does he do for a living?”
“He’s in the internet security business—”
“And he’s a multibillionaire!” Ciara offers.
Mom’s hand flies to her chest. “¡Ay Dios mio!”
