Free RAGE (The Rage Series Book 2) by MJ Riley

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                  Charlotte knew it was wrong of her, but part of her wished the woman would just open her mouth and speak the truth. It was obvious that she'd had intimate relations with Emerson, but that didn't mean they would have had a child together. In fact, she would think that if her father was trying to build up a reputable company, he would try to avoid something as tumultuous as sleeping with a married man's wife.
                  The entire matter was extremely perplexing and was made even more so by the hoops they had to jump through to acquire the actual medical records. To retrieve them from the private hospital where they were stored, Charlotte was going to have to convince the staff that her father was facing a life threatening situation in the States. Plus, she needed hard copies of the documents, as well as a blood sample.
                  It would be a bit difficult since all the records department would need to do to confirm or deny the claims would be to pick up the phone and call New York Presbyterian.
    As loathe as she was to admit it, Charlotte knew that Leah had come up with a brilliant plan for this situation. Marshall would pose as an orderly at the hospital, answering the phone when they called. Leah and his mother worked as a consultant at the facility, so it had been simple to get Marshall in for the day. Now, they simply had to tell him what number to look for and they would be in.
                  The records would be in their hands as soon as they got his confirmation that her dear father was, indeed, waiting on triple bypass surgery.
                  She should be so lucky.
                  “Hey.” She looked back to find David addressing her, and her face flushed slightly when she realized how close he was. Funnily enough, he seemed to come to the same realization in a millisecond and leaned back to give her space.
                  “Hey,” she managed to say, regulating her breath carefully. “What is it?”
                  “I just wanted to thank you…for letting me come along. I know you didn't need to. You could have made the trip yourself. You didn't have to…to do me any favors.”
                  Well, he was certainly right there. She owed him nothing…but all the same, she couldn't imagine letting him sit at home, waiting with bated breath for her to dictate his future. Honestly, she didn't know what David would do if they discovered that they really were brother and sister.
                  She didn't know what she would do.
                  She would certainly consider herself insane for still being so attracted to him.
                  The plane suddenly banked left, changing course slightly, and her stomach lurched a bit. The young woman pressed her mouth shut, hoping she wasn't in for another series of nausea and vomiting. Recently, she'd been having on and off again discomfort—headaches, back pain, upset stomach. She was sure it was from all the stress she'd endured lately. She hoped there would come a day where she could get back to her normal self, even if David wasn't in the picture.
    “Hey, you ok?” This time Leah spoke, and there was genuine concern in her gaze as she looked over at the blonde woman. “You look a bit green.”
                  “I'm fine,” Charlotte replied quickly, closing her eyes and praying the feeling would pass.
                  “Don't like flying?” David's low baritone made her shiver slightly, mere inches from her ear. It was criminal how the man could still have the effect he did on her.
                  “I'm fine with flying.” The words were ground out from between clenched teeth. “I'm just not feeling so well.”
                  Indeed, when the plane righted, she had to rush to the bathroom and empty the contents of her stomach. It