Enticing (Red Lips & White Lies, #3)

by Bella Matthews

“Gross, man. You fucking didn’t,” I laugh. Henny fist-bumps Nix. “Oh yeah, he did. Good job.” “I’m going to kick your ass from here to the Jersey shore, you shithead. You knew they were having sex, and you still sent me up there.” “How could I have known?” Nix asks innocently. Nixon is a whole lot of things, but innocent isn’t one of them. “I’ll get you back, you evil little cockroach,” she growls as Cross walks over. “Remember what the doctor said about your blood pressure, Cinderella.” He runs his hand up and down her back. But my sister spins on him, like Linda Blair in the fucking Exorcist. Did you just walk in on your mother on her knees in front of your father?” she snaps, and Hendrix, Nixon, and I fucking die, we laugh so hard. “My dad’s been dead for a few years,” he tries to reason with his wife, and we all laugh harder. “I will make you all pay,” she warns us. “Hey. We didn’t do anything,” Hendrix argues. Everly’s eyes narrow to two tiny slits. “Guilt by association, dickhead. You will all feel my wrath.” “Shit, man. She’s going apocalyptic.” I can’t help myself, and I’m pretty sure if looks could kill, I’d be a dead man. “I think I hear Izzy calling for me.” I slowly slink away. “That’s it. Run away like a little bitch,” Everly yells, and every eye in the backyard is back on her again. “Pretty much,” I agree and jog over to where Addie is talking to Callen and Caitlin and their baby girl, Anastasia. “Excuse me for a minute. I need my wife.”