Free Fatal Jealousy (Black Widow Book 1) by Christina Ow

twin.
    “Don’t mind her. She’s bitter, with no ambition in life.” Ellsa spoke, pulling his attention.
    He gave her a weary smile, as he did a quick assessment of her.
    She dressed in designer labels right down to her shoes. Her hair was held back, giving her makeup accentuated face precedence. Her red lips matched her red purse and shoes contrasting well with her black cocktail dress. Her confidence that amused him: She knew she was attractive and had no problem letting that fact known.
    But it was her eyes that unsettled him.
    When Kris coughed and Ellsa’s lips parted in a seductive smile, he knew he’d been staring for too long.
    “You look like you are going someplace fun.”
    She moved to him, a subtle sway in her hips, “I was, but I think I’ll stay a while.” She put her hand on his arm and squeezed. Her lips formed a red O then she looked up at him, her brow raised and her lips back to a seductive smile. “Get to know you better.”
    Carson heard Kris snort. He shifted his eyes to Ellie. All her attention was on the jar of peanut butter. She was the only one in the room oblivious to her twin’s tactless advances.
    He gave her hand a brotherly pat and pushed it away from his arm, “Maybe another time. I’d like to spend some time with Ellie.”
    She sighed, “Well it’s the least you could do. You did knock her up.”
    That caught Ellie’s attention, “Excuse me? The least he could do? What’s that supposed to mean?”
    Ellsa huffed and rolled her eyes, “Let’s not pretend that baby is not an inconvenience.” She moved to Ellie and kissed her cheek, “All it did was trap you a man.”
    Ellie stepped back, shock written all over her face, “You did not just say that!”
    Ellsa shrugged and walked back to Carson, “Ugly way to keep a man sis.” With a bat of her eyelashes and a telling smile, she slid a card down his front pocket, taking the opportunity to feel out his chest, right down to his abs. She bit her lower lip and sighed, “Call me when you get tired of playing daddy.”
    With a final gaze she called out, “Bye sis,” and left the apartment.
    Seth whistled, “She’s something.”
    “And then some,” Kris growled.
    “Good night you two,” Kris dragged Seth into the living room. She stopped behind Carson, “One more thing,” she reached into his pocket and retrieved the card. ‘Don’t even think about it!’ then proceeded into her room.
    Carson laughed, “Does your sister always do that? Hit on your boyfriend right in front of you?”
    Ellie huffed, “It’s nothing. She’s just... it’s Ellsa being Ellsa.”
    Nothing! Wow! He thought.
    “I’m sorry if she made you uncomfortable.” Ellie was sincere and yet the apology sounded automated.
    “You do that a lot, apologise for your sister?”
    She nodded and laughed, “It’s become second nature to me. The minute she leaves the room, I find myself apologising to everyone, even if I wasn’t paying attention. Ellsa can’t be in a room for five minutes without offending someone... or everyone.”
    He picked that up, but there was something else that nagged him about Ellsa .
    They stayed quiet, just staring at each other, neither one of them too keen to take the first step to each other. It was Ellie who broke the silence, the scent of the burgers driving her border line insane with hunger. At the rate she was going, she was going to end up giving birth to a ten pound baby, “Can I get you anything?”
    “Do you have anything to drink?” taking off his leather jacket and placing it on the couch, “preferably something with alcohol in it.” Ellie brought out two cans of beer and set it on the counter for him, “Wait, you are not drinking, are you?” he asked, taking a seat. As far as he knew, pregnant women didn’t drink.
    “No. The two cans are for you. I figured you’d want to chase them one after the other,” she said, pulling a burger out of the bag and biting into it. She purred when the sauce touches