Sinful Like Us (Like Us, #5)

by Krista Ritchie

“We’re still kerosene.” Flammable. Combustible. I smile. “Sounds disastrously right.”

Do not fall into his lap like a bird without wings, Jane. You’re born from lions.

“Murder with the Cobalt fam,” Donnelly says through a mouthful of cheesecake. “Those who slay together, stay together.”

First come the bodyguards. I count five. And then five famous faces bring up the rear. Charlie, Beckett, Eliot, Tom, and Ben. Every single one of my brothers. They’re all here, and they’re far too fixated on Thatcher like he’s tonight’s five-course meal.

And Charlie—everyone thinks he has no soul but his is just the darkest, deepest of them all.

My wingman. My right-hand. My partner in crime. My protector. My boyfriend.