The Hawthorne Legacy (The Inheritance Games, #2)

by Jennifer Lynn Barnes

“That’s what I love about you, Heiress.” Jameson had a habit of tossing out words that should matter like they didn’t at all.

Jameson leaned toward me. “We’re brilliant.”

“Do you trust me, Heiress?” Jameson had donned a leather jacket. He looked like trouble. The good kind. “Not even a little,” I replied,

Some teenagers got grounded. I got sentenced to black-tie galas.

“I mean, yeah, things happen for a reason, but most of the time that reason isn’t fate or because it was predestined. It’s because the world sucks, or someone out there’s being an asshole.”

Sometimes all a girl really needed was a very bad idea.

“You think I didn’t fight the same fight? I halfway convinced myself that as long as Avery was just a riddle or a puzzle, as long as I was just playing, I’d be fine. Well, joke’s on me, because somewhere along the way, I stopped playing.”

“When you’re ready, if you’re ever ready, if it’s going to be me—just flip that disk. Heads, I kiss you.” His voice broke slightly. “Tails, you kiss me. And either way, it means something.”