Eye for an Eye (Take a Chance #2)- Lisa Helen Gray Page 0,3
everything up. He confirmed everything with the siblings, and they went through it all and put tags on everything.”
The siblings, Mia and James, lost their father a few weeks ago and are finally ready to sort through everything. But with a large house filled with years of memories, they have no idea where to start. Which is why they hired us. It’s a large job, but the pay is great.
“So, we could be there all day?”
“Do you have somewhere to be, Reid?” I snap, picking up my clipboard from my desk before snatching a sweet out of the bowl Evie brought for her desk. Her eyes narrow and I wink, closing my mouth around the sugary sweetness. “Thanks, Evelyn.”
She clenches her jaw, annoyed at the use of her full name. I only did it ‘cause I know it pisses her off. “Evie.”
Paisley marches through the door, breathing heavily, and her face reddens with anger when she spots Reid.
“What did you do with my food, Reid?”
I sit down on the edge of Evie’s desk, earning an annoyed sigh.
“This should be good,” I whisper.
She turns, paying rapt attention to Paisley, who has on more than one occasion come in and lost her shit at one of us.
“I didn’t do anything to your food,” he yells, stepping back when she hits him with her bag.
“Yes, you did. Where is it? You heard me promise Landon I would make him a full breakfast last night. Now everything has gone from my fridge.”
“He can make his own damn food. Did you know Maddox ate my breakfast yesterday?”
“You weren’t even awake,” she screeches. “He was hungry.”
“He’s always fucking hungry,” Reid snaps.
“So, this was payback?”
“Has Landon asked you to blame me?” Reid asks, his lips twisting, but there’s no denying he did it. I can tell by the twitch of his lips and the way his eyes crease with suppressed laughter.
Her lips pull into a hateful smirk as she crosses her arms over her chest.
“No. Because I raided Mum’s fridge for the ingredients that were missing, so don’t expect your breakfast.”
“What?” he roars, outraged. “I’ve got work all day. I need sustenance.”
“Yeah, so did Landon. You can eat the porridge I kindly left for you on the kitchen side,” she snaps, as Landon steps into view, grinning at his girlfriend.
He kisses the top of her head.
“Babe,” he mutters, his lips twitching.
“No, Landon. He needs to learn boundaries.”
“And you could have taken food from your kitchen downstairs in your bed and breakfast,” Reid argues.
Hands on her hips, my sister steps forward, poking him in the chest.
“Yes, I could have, but then I wouldn’t have taught you a lesson.” She turns on her heels, her expression morphing into a wide smile when she spots Evie. “Hey Evie.”
“Hey Paisley,” she greets softly, her voice silky, smooth.
“Come to the bed and breakfast for lunch. Landon’s sister and cousins are coming, but you’ll like them.”
Jaxon steps forward, his ears perking at that.
“Is Lily going?”
“Do not speak to me, Jaxon, not until you control that,” she snaps, making me grin when she points to Reid, who is still sulking.
“Um, I’m good. I have a packed lunch,” Evie explains.
Paisley waves her off. “You can eat that another day. I’ve had the cook rustle us up something. You are always busy.”
“I, um—I…” She helplessly looks around, and my gaze narrows on her.
“You don’t want to have lunch with Paisley?” I ask, an edge to my tone.
As much as I’d love to fuck her, I won’t have anyone stick their nose up at Paisley, not when she’s done nothing but be kind.
Something tells me, though, that this isn’t about Paisley but more to do with the fact she doesn’t want to talk about herself.
She looks to me, her eyes flashing. “No, I—”
“You don’t want to have lunch with me?” Paisley whispers, and Landon’s gaze hardens, his jaw clenching.
“I just don’t want to intrude if you have your friends coming over.”
Sagging against Landon, she gives Evie a bright smile.
“They’ll love you. I’ll come over and walk over with you, so you don’t forget. Being in here you can sometimes forget the time.”
The smile looks forced on Evie as she runs her hand over the mouse mat on her desk.
“Then I’d love to.”
“Alright, I’ll see you later,” Paisley tells her, before turning to me. “Did you find Cluck?”
“Cluck?” Evie blurts out, but then her eyes widen, and she clamps her lips closed, looking down at the desk. “Sorry. Carry on.”
“My duck. Well, he’s technically the farm’s now. Has