I’m
going to run an errand and when I’m back hopefully you’ll be ready to leave.”
“I
still need shoes.”
“Then
get them while I’m gone, you have twenty minutes.”
She
opened her mouth to speak but found that he’d left in a hurry. “Men.” Carlie
slipped off the nightgown and rummaged to find her phone, thinking she’d heard
a missed call. After finding her purse under the pile of what to keeps, she hit
redial.
“Hey,
Jordan. Checking in?”
“Jordan’s
ass is grass.” Her twin’s voice hissed in her ear. Carlie sat down on the
bench.
“Um,
hey, Carrie.”
“Where
on Earth have you been?” her sister screeched.
“Away.
After what happened and Dad’s freaked out voicemails, I wanted a few days to
gather myself together before coming home. How did you figure out Jordan knew
where I was?”
“I
didn’t. He left his phone on the dining room table with his call history up.
The rest was a cakewalk. Where is that traitor Jackson hiding his slimeball ass at? I should tell Garrick he’s been hiding
the family fugitive.”
“Do
you love me, sister?”
“No,
of course not. I mean, I’m only over here having visions of you being kidnapped
or drugged or being sold into human trafficking since you haven’t called. I’m
your twin sister.”
Carlie
laughed. “I’m okay, just processing what I’m going to do. I don’t have answers
yet but when I do I’ll come home. I promise.”
“So
have you bagged the womanizer yet?”
“No.
I mean I basically took the man’s home hostage without permission, moved into
his bedroom and well, he went for a walk to cool down.”
“Oh
you dirty girl, what did you do?”
“Well,
he brought me shopping. I put on this little nightgown and walked out to the bank of mirrors to check it out, and his ass
lit out like it was on fire.”
“This
is perfect. You have the perfect chance to have your dirty fantasies of him
come to life.”
“So
you’re not mad?”
“Nah,
I mean I’m excited I’m not the only fuckup now. I say that with much love
because your perfect pampered ass never did anything really bad growing up. You kinda put in twenty years of bad behavior all in one
pop. Way to go. Dad has calmed down a lot. Garrick provided the buffer we
needed.”
“So
it’s safe to make my way home soon?”
“Yeah,
no. I didn’t say that. I think you should just lay down the law with Dad. I
mean you are an adult. Garrick and the guys have done some pretty nasty shit and
they barely got reamed.”
“We
are his daughters. I’m pretty sure there’s some heavy double standard going on
with what we’re not allowed to do mistake wise.”
“Yeah
well, it’s not like you have a sex tape out there. Plus it’s weird, but a few
days after the magazine came out and the web exclusive page went live,
everything disappeared. You have a guardian angel somewhere and it wasn’t our
dear ole brother.”
“Oh.
I didn’t really pay any attention to that. I was too concerned with what
happened at school.
“I
bet.” Her sister sighed. “I’m so glad you’re alive and not on some ship heading
to god knows where as some rulers new sex slave.”
“You
watch too many documentaries on television. I’m sorry I didn’t call you. We
haven’t exactly been close since I joined the stupid sorority. I feel like shit
for dipping out on you and giving them all of my attention. I know I apologized
when I came home last. But I’m really sorry. How is the publishing business
going?”
“Good.
I guess my children books are going to be a hit. Here I thought I was
exorcising my demons with stories, not relating to how twins or multiple births
around the world feel.”
“So
Shea is all forgiven?”
“ Umhm . Let me tell you the man sure knows how to grovel. I
mean I was so over it, but he didn’t need to know. Things told in confidence
should remain in confidence.”
“So
you won’t give up my location?”
“Girl.
You know Garrick is no dummy. I was calling