Page 113 of Heresy


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My eyes go back to watching the lake.

Nothing moves in those dark waters, not even a ripple to disrupt the mirrored reflection of the sky. “That’s what I thought.”

Silence blankets us for another few minutes before he speaks again, his voice careful.

“We’re looking for your father because of what happened to Luca’s dad. We don’t exactly get along with our families. And by exactly, I mean we hate them.”

Likely story.

Of course, he’d deny being on the same side as the people who raised him.

Turning to him, I cross my arms over my body. It’s not enough to protect myself against the temperature drop from a small gust of wind.

When my eyes meet his, Shane dips his head, his hand rubbing at the back of his neck.

Shrugging a shoulder, he lets out a heavy breath and looks up at me. “Honestly—”

“Do you know when someone starts a sentence with ‘honestly’, that it’s a good indication they’re about to lie?”

Shane stammers over an attempted response but gives up, his lips curling into a grin as he kicks at the sand with his foot. He’s probably attempting to regain his footing now that I called him out before he could even start his bullshit.

Our eyes meet.

I hate that my heart jumps in that moment.

Only a stupid girl would fall for him.

“Yeah, so, you’re not as helpless as you seem. Maybe I was wrong about some of my observations of you.”

I blink in response, long and slow, my expression neutral because I’m not giving him a reaction.

“And you’re charming,” I answer. “When you’re not being a jackass, spilling stuff on me, blaming me, starting fights, stealing my car, abducting me or scaring the shit out of me.”

“Thanks? I think.”

My expression doesn’t so much as twitch. “You’re welcome. But it won’t get you anywhere. Just so you know.”

Unsure where this newfound inner strength is coming from, I continue to watch him. He’s fidgeting in place. Nervous. It’s an interesting shift in power.

“What else you got?”

Shaking his head, he motions with his hand that he’s zipping his lips. It’s a shame he doesn’t actually shut up.

“Your turn. I gave a detail.”

“That you’re looking for my dad?”

He nods.

“Okay, fine. I’m looking for my dad too. Your turn again.”

He opens his mouth to argue, but then that sculpted mouth tugs into a smile.

“You are such a pain in the ass.”

“I’m not the one with the lengthy list of transgressions between us. Would you like me to go over the list again?”

He laughs. “No. I’m good. I got the picture the first time.”

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