Freak Show (Welcome to the Circus #2) Read Online Lani Lynn Vale

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Sports, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Welcome to the Circus Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 69847 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
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“You have creepy blue eyes, dirtbag,” I called out.

“You do,” Briley agreed. “And they look a little odd on you, too. I didn’t know Native Americans had blue or green eyes. I thought they had brown or black eyes.”

“We’re actually only a quarter Navajo,” I admitted. “And my mom looks nothing like us. She was very surprised that we took up so much of her Navajo genes. She likes to joke that she passed all of hers to us. That’s why people always wondered if we were related at all when we were growing up.”

“And your dad?” Briley asked. “I look nothing like my dad. I’m all my mom, or so everyone tells me.”

I sensed a story there. One that she tried really hard to act like didn’t matter, but actually did.

“Our dad was Irish. He came here from Ireland when he was seventeen with a hope and a dream,” I explained. “He was blonde-haired. But he had brown eyes and the only one of us sisters that looks like him is Zip.”

“Ah.” Briley nodded. “Are we leaving soon? Dad said that he would be back before then, but if y’all are ready, I can call him and tell him to hurry up.”

I held out my hand for her and said, “How about we go wait outside for him. Do you need to use the restroom before we go? I hear the water park is a solid hour drive.”

“No, I don’t need to go,” she answered. “Dad says I have a bladder of a man.”

I smiled at that. “Is he trying to say that women have poor bladder control?”

“Women need to not drink a gallon of coffee before we go places, and their bladder would probably be a non-issue.” Coffey laughed as we walked away.

I flipped him off as we left, causing him to laugh.

When we got outside, it was to find everyone waiting for us.

Even a sweaty looking Slone.

I nearly swallowed my tongue at the sight of him.

His eyes came to me, then went down to his daughter who was trailing behind me.

His shoulder tension went out completely, and I had the urge to reach over and rub his trap muscles.

“You ready, baby?” Slone asked.

“Ready, Dad.” Briley walked up to him. “What was your time?”

Slone grinned down at his daughter. “Forty-eight minutes. Kept it slow today.”

“Ouch,” Briley said. “Six miles in that time? That’s weak, Dad.”

I thought about my slower than slow ten and a half minute miles—I loved running, but I just wasn’t fast at it—and thought she’d really be disappointed in my times if she was so disappointed in her dad’s.

“Not everyone can have a cross country ability like you, kid,” Slone said. “I run on flat stuff. Not uneven earth that is bound and determined to kill me at every chance.”

“Yes, Dad.” Briley smiled. “Let’s go.”

“I’m taking my truck if anyone wants to ride with me,” Slone offered.

“I’m there. Ron, the bodyguard went ahead in my truck to scope out the park.” Titus clapped his hands. “But my kid wants to ride in the van with the pretty people. That okay?”

He looked to Keene when he said that, and everyone agreed.

But by the time I went to get into the van, I found it completely full.

“Oh, man,” I said, sounding bummed but being anything but. “I guess I’ll have to stay here. There’s no room.”

“There’s plenty of room over here,” a smooth, velvety deep voice said from behind me.

I felt shivers dance across my skin as I looked at the sexy man that was now wearing a shirt.

Though, that shirt was now stained with sweat.

“Um…” I hesitated.

“Just my girl in the back seat,” he said, his eyes taking me in.

“No excuses now, loser.” Val planted her foot in my stomach and shoved me backward. Right into Slone’s surprised arms. “Peace out.”

Then she slammed the door.

I, bent over double with my ass now pressed against the man behind me, wheezed, “You bitch.”

“You okay?” Slone asked, helping me stand upright.

“Great,” I replied. “Just peachy.”

He didn’t say anything, but he did open the back door of his truck—a fancy bright red one that just screamed ‘fast’ to me—and waited for me to climb inside.

Which I did have to do.

I was five feet five inches and had to have looked silly as I clambered my way into the behemoth.

“This thing is huge,” I said as he gently closed the door.

“This thing is stock,” Briley answered my comment. “The wheels are a bit bigger. Thirty-three inches. But they’re not huge. Uncle T has one that is huge.”

Slone scoffed from the front seat.

I couldn’t see anything past his huge shoulders, so I guessed I was going to be looking at nothing the entire trip.

I hated not being able to see.

CHAPTER 2

Spank me. It’s the only way I learn.

-Caristonia to Slone

SLONE

“Do you think she’s scared of heights?” my daughter asked me.


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