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- Authors: Lena Hendrix
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- Genre: Romantic Comedy
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KATE
“IF YOU GET ME ARRESTED, I swear I will tell everyone about the time you
snuck into Dorothy King’s house and replaced all of the photos of Jesus with
a picture of Ewan McGregor dressed as Obi-Wan Kenobi.”
My older brother Lee looked at me, and a laugh sputtered out of him. He
schooled his face and shot me a stern look as he pressed a finger to his lips.
I crouched lower and huddled next to him against the brick wall in the
darkened alley. “I’m not kidding. I’ll sing like a canary.”
His stare widened as he mouthed SHUT. UP.
I rolled my eyes at him, and nerves skittered through me.
I have only been home a day. How the hell had he roped me into this?
It was because Lee was too charming for his own good, that was how. It
seemed it was Lee’s life’s mission to orchestrate ridiculous pranks against
our rivals, the Kings. This one was payback for plastic-wrapping our oldest
brother Duke’s car to a light post last week. The rivalry between the
Sullivans and Kings went back generations, but the pranking itself had been
something Lee had championed since his time overseas.
Usually harmless, always ridiculous.
“Okay, he’s coming. Stay low until I say go.”
I peered around Lee’s broad shoulders to see JP King walking down the
sidewalk toward his car. Typically JP was expertly dressed with Tom Ford
suits and silk ties, and he was usually clean shaven, not a hair out of place.
But tonight? Tonight he looked like total shit.
“What happened to him?”
Lee’s eyebrows perked up. He tapped his temple. “Psychological
warfare.”
JP was disheveled. His suit was rumpled, his dress shirt was halfuntucked, and his hair was a mess—like he’d dragged a hand through it a
thousand times. To any red-blooded female, JP was model gorgeous—all
sharp edges, strong shoulders, and tailored suits. Not that I’d ever admit that
aloud. He was a King, and I was a Sullivan. The mere thought of finding him
remotely attractive made my ancestors roll in their graves, of that I was sure.
Still, a girl could see the appeal in a well-dressed, straitlaced
businessman, and I had a type.
“Ready?” Lee nudged my shoulder, and I shook out any thoughts of JP
King. “When you bump into him, make sure this ends up in the car.” Lee
held up a small device, only about one inch long, that looked like the inside
of a computer. He tucked it into my hand. “Try going for the floorboard or
under a seat or something. It’s got to be hidden.”
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