The Perfect Mistake (The Connovan Chronicles #2)

by Olivia Hayle

Gabriel is leaning against the kitchen counter. I take one look at his eyes and know Connie’s already told him. My stomach sinks. His gaze is inscrutable, moving from Isabel at my side to me. “Where is she?” I ask. “I’m not sure she wants to talk to you right now,” he tells me. His voice gentles when he turns to Isabel. “She’s in the bedroom upstairs.” “Thanks,” Isabel whispers. She disappears, weaving through party guests to the staircase that leads to the upper floor. I watch her disappear. “So Connie doesn’t want to hear what I have to say.” “Not right now,” Gabriel says. “Your sister’s best friend? Your hired nanny?” I cross my arms. “Like you’re the expert on convenient attraction?” “Touché,” he says. Then he sighs, and the usual smirk turns into something hesitant. “Look, you once told me that… well. Be careful, but not too careful.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” My question comes out harsher than I intended. For all his “Thompsonness,” Gabriel has been nothing but a good husband to Connie these past few months, and I need to trust her judgment. “Look, the two of you? Didn’t see that coming. But I suspect you didn’t see me and Connie happening, either.” He shrugs. “You’re pretty similar to your sister, and I know her well, so I feel like this applies to you, too. Don’t overthink it.” I narrow my eyes at him. “Right. Thanks.” “It’ll make sense to you eventually. Now, do you want to drown your sorrows in another glass of scotch, or escape with your tail between your ...