she was half-in and half-out of my house, or that I was still wrapped in a towel. “Hailey, oh no.” I brushed back the hair that was stuck on her face from her tears. “What did she say?”
“It was awful, Emme! She started talking about how she missed his dick and asked if he was able to FaceTime with her this afternoon. I didn’t say anything, and she said it was okay, he didn’t have to answer her if other people were around. But she asked him when he could manage to get away from me and come back for a visit. She said something about how she knew he’d said it had been a mistake and a lapse of judgment on his part, but that if he really loved me, he wouldn’t have slept with her in the first place. And right after he asked me to marry him!”
“I’m going to fucking kill him.”
The words came from Landon. When I turned to see him, he had his pants on but his shirt was still off.
Hailey quickly stood up and faced her brother. “No, you’re not, Landon. He doesn’t know I know.”
“He’s going to find out when he talks to her, and she says something about speaking with him,” I said.
Hailey shook her head. “I have his phone. He thinks he lost it since he can’t find it anywhere.”
“That motherfucker,” Landon said. “Let me pound my fists into him, Hail. Please.”
With a weak smile, Hailey walked over to Landon and reached up to kiss him on the cheek. “I cock-blocked y’all again, didn’t I?”
I shook my head and quickly replied, “No.”
“Yes,” Landon said at the same time.
With a roll of my eyes, I made my way over to Hailey who was now face-down on my sofa. “Sweetie, let me go get dressed. Landon, make her something strong to drink, and we’ll all figure out how to get that asshole back.”
Hailey rolled over and looked up at me. “God, I love you so much. You just get me.”
With a nod, I replied, “Well, we are like sisters, and that’s what I would want to do if someone cheated on me. After I paid someone to cut his dick off, of course.”
“Ouch,” Landon said, covering his junk.
“Get me something strong, Landon,” Hailey said.
Landon jumped to action. “Um, right. Something strong.”
As he made his way over to my bar cart, I rushed into my bedroom and quickly pulled on some clothes and fixed my ponytail that had come a bit undone.
I walked back into the living room to see Landon handing Hailey a glass of what looked like whiskey. “What are you going to do?” he asked her.
I walked over and handed him his shirt. He slipped it on and said thank you, and then we both sat down on the love seat opposite the sofa.
Hailey downed her drink. Landon and I stared at her in shock.
“Christ, Hail. That was straight whiskey,” Landon said with a slight chuckle.
She nodded and wiped her mouth before she placed the glass—which had had at least three shots of whiskey in it—down onto the table.
“Mom invited us to have dinner with her tonight. I’m going to need you two to come as well.”
Landon and I exchanged a look that said a million things. Would we ever catch a break?
I brought my attention back to Hailey, who was still wiping at tears that wouldn’t seem to stop.
“Or course we’ll be there,” I said, wrapping my fingers around Landon’s. He nodded, but I could see the disappointment on his face.
“Then what are you going to do?” he asked.
“Then I’m going to pull out Mike’s phone, put it on speaker, and call the bitch.”
My mouth fell open as I asked, “In front of everyone?”
An evil smile spread over Hailey’s face. “Yep. But I’m going to time it right when I get Mike to say something so she’ll start speaking.”
“Dad will kill him, Hail,” Landon warned.
If it was at all possible, she smiled even wider. Her look turned from evil to downright frightening. “I know. It’s going to be glorious.”
Landon
FROM ACROSS THE large dining table at my folks’ house, I looked into my sister’s eyes. They were clear, with no signs of the crying she had done only hours ago. I swung my gaze over to Mike. He was talking to my father, oblivious to how dangerously close he was to having my hands around his neck.
I felt Emmerson’s hand on my leg, and I slightly relaxed.
“You’re glaring at him, Landon,”