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CHAPTER SIX
NICK
Chloe slept in my roomthat night and every night after for the next few weeks. Her ridiculously tight schedule shifted to accommodate the extra time, and even Felix acknowledged my presence at the courts during her practice where I usually slept stretched out across a row of seats or under them. Chloe dug her way under my skin, and I wasn’t ready to let her go, now or ever.
But the more I saw of her in the Kingsman house, the more I realized how restricted her life was, what it did to her confidence and how she could barely talk to anyone when there were more than a few people present, usually more than just Barclay, Elisse and myself.
Because she wasn’t the only new fixture to the house.
When we headed downstairs on the first morning–fine, lunchtime–in search of food, Elisse was perched on Barclay’s lap, still in her latex dress complete with gloves looking all the world like a fucking sex doll, feeding him his breakfast while Beau glared at both of them from the other end of the room.
Chloe stayed, and so did Elisse. Which made for a happy, if somewhat noisy, shared dorm room.
Thankfully, the Kingsman rooms were oversized as fuck and we all fit just fine.
“We’ve got to be at the newspaper room in a few minutes, Chloe. Hurry the fuck up,” Elisse called, knocking on the bathroom Barclay and I shared.
Having Chloe’s toothbrush on the benchtop and seeing her clothes hanging over random doors unleashed some previously unknown kink inside me to bring everything she owned over and fill the room with her.
Listening to her sister berate her did not.
“Take it easy.” I frowned. “She started her period yesterday.”
“Ugh. Overshare.” Elisse clapped her hands to her ears. “Isn’t it?” she implored Barclay, who studied the ceiling and shrugged.
One glance between them, the way she leaned forward and he unconsciously shifted sideways in the opposite direction saidall was not rightin Marquess Manor. Apparently the sex doll facade ran its course in short order.
I wouldn’t be sad to see her go if they were gonna break up a second time.
“Not my thing, but whatever,” he said softly, studying the light fixtures.
“Fine.” Elisse huffed, storming to the bathroom. “Chloe! Get your fat ass out here!”
I’d had it. “I said knock it off,” I snapped, rising. “Speak to her that way again and you don’t ever come back to this room.”
Elisse stared at me, and threw back her head laughing. “Are you being serious? You don’t have a sister, do you?”
My jaw ached where my teeth ground together. “I do not. But you will stop this bullshit.” I glanced at the bathroom door, frowning. “Chloe?”
Silence pervaded the room. Even Elisse looked slightly unnerved.
A deep pressure built in my chest. “I swear if you’ve broken her–” I started.
