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- Authors: Kathryn Nolan
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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LUKE
The darkened windows of my father’s estate glared down at me, as if they
could smell last night’s gin through my pores and disapproved. Even the
stone gargoyles appeared especially smug amid the morning fog rolling in
off the ocean.
I gave them a mocking salute before shoving open the heavy front door.
Once inside, my reluctant footsteps echoed up into the vaulted ceilings.
The decor was a garish combination of old money meets Gothic revival:
Victorian antiques, moody war paintings, splashes of gold and granite.
Gauzy light flickered from the tarnished wall sconces, barely illuminating
the double staircases curving up and away from me on either side like a pair
of parentheses, closing me in.
On my eleventh birthday, I’d ridden backward down the left banister,
flying off much too fast and crashing into a vase. It shattered instantly and I
landed on top of the spiky porcelain pieces, promptly breaking my
collarbone. My punishment had been waxing those banisters for the next
three months—no easy feat with my right arm in a sling.
I turned toward the east wing just as sunlight sliced through the fog,
catching me in the eyes. I winced and dropped my sunglasses back down.
Going out with Harriet last night had been a mistake. She’d wrangled a
babysitter at the last minute, then spent the evening trying to get me to flirt
with the various hot people crowding the Shipwreck.
I didn’t usually require much convincing, but my heart wasn’t in it.
Instead, I’d downed a series of gin and tonics that grew stronger as the night
wore on. In the end, it was Harriet who left with the phone number of the
pretty bartender.
Meanwhile, I felt like liquid fucking death and was about to subject
myself to the mercurial whims of my family.
Portraits hung on the long hallway leading to the library. Most were of
my father posing with various dignitaries—politicians and tech billionaires
and celebrities, all flocking to the Hamptons for the beachfront privacy
Lincoln Beaumont could guarantee with his luxury properties. There were a
dozen more pictures of him with my current stepmother, Celine. A handful
with my older brother, Preston, including one at his graduation from
Wharton.
And at the very end, covered in a film of dust, was a photograph of my
mother standing on the beach behind the estate, beaming as she held me as
a baby.
I pressed my fingers to my lips, then touched her face. Took a deep
breath and turned toward the mahogany doors. My brother shoved them
open at the same moment, looking startled to see me and then pissed.
Taking me by the arm, he dragged me a few feet away.
“Why are you wearing sunglasses inside?” he hissed. “You look
ridiculous.”
I flipped them up into my hair and grinned. “And a good morning to
you too.”
He sniffed. Frowned. “Drunk, really? At your own father’s will
reading?”
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