My Rules (Kingston Lane, #2)

by T.L. Swan

“I’ve just had a bad day, you know?” “I know.” I smile. “It’s okay, baby.” I pull her into a hug. “I’ve got you.”

“Back to my lack of finances. What am I going to do?” I sigh, uninterested. Chloe continues to peer through the curtains as she studies the boys some more. “The only thing you can do.” “Which is?” “Open an OnlyFans.”

“Sure you don’t. Why was it in your back door . . . I mean, pocket?” Henley corrects himself. “Bit sore today, bud?” Antony replies. “I did notice you were walking odd.”

If you always do what you’ve always done, you will always be where you always were.

I tuck a piece of her hair behind her ear, and I know what I need to do. I’m going to find her a good man . . . even if it kills me.

“I’m already in love with you!” he yells so loud that the paint nearly peels off the walls. “And the fact that you don’t know that is a fucking red flag.”