Two Wrongs Make a Right (The Wilmot Sisters #1)

by Chloe Liese

I wend my way through the crowd, searching for an isolated corner of the house to sit in, where I can pull out my phone and read. Just for a bit. Thank God for smartphones to sneak-read e-books.

“Have one,” Bea says, lifting the tray of fizzing coup glasses closer. I take an involuntary step back. “It’s champagne, James, not a Molotov cocktail.” “Drinks in your hand are not just drinks, Beatrice. They’re projectile missiles.”

“What’s up my butt? The burden of existence? The cruel truth that to stay open, a business must be patronized by customers?” I plunge my dino nugget in a nosedive, straight to its pool of ketchup doom. “I had a long day at work. Too much peopling.”

Humanity has spoken: reading a book makes a sexy someone even sexier.

She lets out a long whistle. “I only saw the back of her, but wow. You downgraded.” “Stop it. You’re beautiful.” A blush warms her cheeks. “I wasn’t fishing for a compliment.” “I know that. And I wasn’t being disingenuous. You are.”

“My fake boyfriend isn’t supposed to ruin me for everyone else,” I whisper. Jamie’s eyes fall shut as he drops his forehead to mine. “Sometimes, Beatrice, I want to ruin you for everyone else.”

“I’m saying, you’re the best kind of chaos I’ve ever met. And while chaos used to terrify me, you make me crave it. I’m saying, even though this is an absurd situation we’ve backed ourselves into . . . I’d do it again in a heartbeat because it’s given me you.”

“How could I not want you?” He bends and gives me the gentlest kiss, then whispers against my lips, “You’re everything I never knew I wanted.”