Right Number, Wrong Girl

“What was all that about just now if you’re having bloody lunch with her?”

Helena just smiled and quickly turned, leaving me alone in the room, staring after her.

My sister was a giant fucking pain in the ass.

I understood where she was coming from, but that didn’t mean I was going to change my mind. I wasn’t stupid—I knew Sophie would leave when this party was done and there was little to no chance we’d ever see each other again, but that didn’t mean we couldn’t have some fun while we were here together.

We were adults.

Consenting adults.

Who knew what they were doing.

As far as it went keeping it a secret from my mother, I had to confess that I didn’t exactly give her a news bulletin when I slept with someone or thought there might be a relationship to pursue. I hadn’t had too many serious relationships, granted, but still.

It seemed like a very bad idea.

So this one definitely wasn’t going to be anything that she would find out about.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE – SOPHIE

Green-Eyed Butterflies

“I hear you’re having lunch with my sister tomorrow.”

I grimaced, looking at Hugo. “Is this really what we’re going to discuss while we’re naked in bed?”

“Do you have any other suggestions?”

I sighed. “She asked, and I didn’t feel as though I could say no.”

“You felt correctly,” he said with a light laugh as he propped himself up on his elbow and looked down at me.

Jesus.

The man’s biceps would make a nun weep.

“You should also be aware that she knows.”

“Knows what? Who I am? I know that. She met Camilla recently. She told me outside your house.”

“No, this.” He motioned between us. “She spent far too long earlier telling me why this is a very bad idea.”

“Ah.” I nodded. “Yeah, she mentioned something like that to me, too.”

“Which is why I don’t understand why she invited you to lunch.”

“I’d imagine it’s because she’s your sister and if she’s anything like your Grandma… She wants to know everything.”

“Look at that. You know my family almost as well as I do.”

I laughed and nudged him, then sat up with a sigh. “Well, I didn’t think any of this was in my plan.”

Hugo smirked. “Really? It was mine the second I saw you.”

I swatted at him, and he laughed, rolling out of the way. In fact, he rolled right out of the bed, landing on his feet, and grinned at me in all his naked glory.

“Oh, put some bloody clothes on,” I grumbled.