Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 41933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 210(@200wpm)___ 168(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 210(@200wpm)___ 168(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
“You can’t be a modern-day Jesus.” I rolled my eyes. “You only have fifty followers on Twitter.”
Alec grinned. “Jesus only need twelve.”
My eye twitched. “Damien?”
“Yeah, freckles?” he called.
“Your brother is comparin’ ‘imself to Jesus … again.”
“Just go with it, freckles.” Damien laughed as Alec tugged me back out to the decking with his new prized Harry Potter cup in the air for everyone to see. “Just go with it.”
“I want to make this very clear,” Alec said, gaining everyone’s attention. “Alannah is not allowed to touch my cup. Ever. If you see her drink from it, touch it, or even look at it, then you are to revoke her tea privileges when she visits your houses. Otherwise, I will withhold my fine looking redheaded son from you all.”
I sucked in a sharp breath, and so did everyone else.
“Sorry, Lana,” everyone said in unison.
I understood their betrayal. Enzo was too cute and won over me any day, but his father, on the other hand, had just ignited a fire within me.
“War,” I told him. “This means war.”
“Bring it, chicken legs.”
“Aren’t you glad you’re marryin’ ‘er?” Bronagh asked Damien as Alec and I continued to glare at one another
“Bee”—Damien laughed—“you have no fucking idea.”