The Hawthorne Legacy (The Inheritance Games, #2)

by Jennifer Lynn Barnes

“Heiress, we’re going to need a black light.”

Team work makes The Dream work

“Do you trust me, Heiress?” Jameson had donned a leather jacket. He looked like trouble. The good kind. “Not even a little,” I replied, but I took the helmet from his outstretched hand, and when he climbed onto the motorcycle, I climbed on behind him.

“I need to take this damn wall down.”

It was a good enough look for him that it took me a second to realize that he was trying very hard not to laugh.

“Let’s try to avoid using the word asshole, shall we?” His Landon impression was spot-on.

“If you’re going to come at our siblings,” he told her, his smile sharp, his gaze full of warning, “you’re going to have to go through us.”