********************Home. What a joke. It’s the only joke bigger than me who came back here and who still can’t leave even after finding out it was all a part of Kian’s plan to have me back in the palm of his hands. I have realized that whether consciously or not, I must have also used grandfathe
KIAN’S POVGrandfather is leaving.That should make me happy, right? Because it means I won’t have to constantly worry about his health or worry about him finding out about the divorce. It means I finally get to breathe in my own house. But it also means having absolutely no reason to keep Leslie a
KIAN'S POVThe idea of going on a camping trip didn’t sit well with me not only because of the awkward air between Leslie and I but also because of grandfather's health. He has always had this overly obsessed love for the beach, frankly just any huge body of water so it’s not a surprise that he chos
“Kian, that is great! I’m invited, aren’t I?” My uncle sounds ecstatic. Before I can reply, the door opens and my secretary walks in, a tray with a mug in hand. She bows slightly in a greeting before moving closer into the room. I return my attention back to Travis, shrugging. “I guess you are.”
LESLIE'S POVPRESENTI struggle with a tent, twisting and folding. Unable to tell where it starts or ends. Somewhere, Kian talks his grandfather’s ear off about how this whole sleeping outside in a tent near the beach thing is a terrible idea. Well for the first time, Kian and I agree on something.
LESLIE'S POVMy excitement somewhat dampens when she mentions that one bit of information. I hate to think about it but it is always there at the back of my mind. It never leaves. My boss is prickly to everyone but not to the one woman who manages to break a smile from him. Beverly is everything I’m
KIAN’S POVGod, I hate surprises. And everything else attached to it; the shock, the confusion, the momentary loss of control, the fight to get that control back and the aftermath of losing it. It’s all a fucking mess wrapped together in a thing called surprises. I can’t emphasise enough about how
“How long?” I croak. I try to think about it. About any slip-ups that could have made grandfather suspicious. I think about how long he’s known that I have been fooling him and that I had dragged Leslie into it. The fact that he knows about Beverly’s pregnancy means he knows about the divorce. He k