Page 227 of Wrecking Love


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“I know a guy who can help with that last part,” I told her.

“Why doesn’t that surprise me?” Declan muttered under his breath.

“You’d be surprised who I know.”

“Are mermaids real?” Genevieve asked. She stopped, taking Raven with her, and suddenly I had two curious as fuck women ready to interrogate my ass.

“Unicorns?” Raven chimed in ever so seriously. “Dragons? Could I own a dragon?”

“No,” Declan told her quickly.

“What about—”

“What about you make me a fucking list?” I cut them off with a laugh. “Take an afternoon, sit your pretty little selves down with some books from Nolan’s shop, and come up with a list. We can talk about it after. And not in the middle of a goddamn carnival.”

“Can I help make the list?” Declan asked with that stupid fucking grin on his face.

“I’m going to fucking regret this aren’t I?” I demanded.

“Probably.”

“Fuck it. Whatever.” I shrugged. I would regret this later. I could tell from that fucking smile on his face that he was going to get our brothers involved. I knew from the kind of shits we were when helping Nolan write that the list they’d give me would be fucking insane. Lane was about to get a fuck ton of texts from me just so I could answer their fucking questions. I reached for Genevieve’s hand, lacing our fingers together as I changed the conversation. “So, what the hell are we doing next?”

“Our spot for the nighttime corn maze is in an hour,” Genevieve replied. She stepped closer into my side, and I wrapped my arm around her. “They still have voting on the pumpkin decorating—”

“Raven won,” I interrupted. “No questions asked. Horny villain kicked everyone’s asses with her epic four-pumpkin elemental abstract piece.”

“Thank you.” Raven beamed, and we high-fived over it. Why? Who the fuck knew? Somehow that was becoming our thing. I weirdly liked it.

“I have a feeling they’re going to disqualify you for cheating,” Declan commented as he folded his arms around her shoulders. “Everyone else used one pumpkin, and you used all of ours.”

“I created four individual pieces that are part of a series, baby” she retorted. “Each pumpkin is a piece in and of itself, but they all look better together.”

“It’s not cheating,” Genevieve said. “It’s outsmarting the system and upping our chances of winning all the prizes. That’s why I put each of our names individually on each pumpkin.”

“That’s my girl.” I chuckled.

“Ferris wheel?” Raven suggested.

“No,” I answered quickly, shaking my head. “Not a chance in hell.”

“Oh, come on, Killian,” Declan teased. “Afraid you’re too short to ride the ride?”

“I will beat your ass,” I retorted. It was only a half-hearted threat. I was used to my brothers poking fun at my height. I still kicked their asses every time I needed to—at least until they ganged up on me, but that was a different fucking story. “Maybe we should take it over to the ax-throwing tent, Declan.”

“Oh!” Raven gasped. “That’d be fun!”

“I hate you,” he growled while I grinned.

And then Genevieve pinched my fucking rib cage hard enough to make me squirm. I glanced down at her, ready to reprimand, but the look on her face stopped me short. Sixteen years and that look she gave me still got to me. Fuck, I’d do anything for this goddamn woman including keep my fucking brother’s secret.

“If you guys want to go on the Ferris wheel,” I couldn’t believe I was about to say this, “we can go on the Ferris wheel.”

“Really?” Declan cocked a brow.

“Fucker. I hunt monsters for a fucking living,” I snapped. “I can handle a fucking Ferris wheel.”

Fun fact: monsters, yes.

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