Kind of a Dirty Talker (The Mcguire Brothers #6) Read Online Lili Valente

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary Tags Authors: Series: The Mcguire Brothers Series by Lili Valente
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Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 77582 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
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I cut a guilty glance her way. “Um, none? Sorry. It just came out.”

Binx exhales a shaky laugh. “Yeah, well, I can’t say I didn’t enjoy seeing Daria’s head spin in a circle, but the fallout is going to be nuclear.”

I gulp. “She’s going to kill me?”

“Possibly,” Binx says, making the churning in my gut even worse. “But there’s a way to smooth things over. Though I’m pretty sure you’re not going to like it. I assume things didn’t end well with you and Wes?”

I shake my head. “Um, no.”

She sighs. “Yeah, if things were copacetic, I figured I would have heard about it. But he’s our only shot at getting through to Darcy, who’s our only shot at getting through to Daria.” She pulls out her cell. “I’ll tell him to meet us at his place in twenty minutes. This isn’t something we should leave until tomorrow.”

“Really?” I ask, pretty sure I’m going to throw up my one sip of my Doris Day.

“Really.” Binx taps at her phone, shooting off message after message. “Daria doesn’t sober up and calm down. She sobers up and has more energy to bring her evil schemes to fruition. If we don’t nip this in the bud, your yard could be on fire by morning. Or your car. Or your car and your yard and your face.” Her phone dings and she lets out a relieved breath. “Okay great, Wes is already home. He says he’ll have hot tea waiting for us.”

“Oh,” I squeak out, regretting every choice I’ve made tonight. “Okay.”

“Better than okay. It’s great.” Binx tucks her phone back into her purse before shifting to face me. “But before we drink tea, I need you to spill some, woman. What happened with my brother and why aren’t you two living happily ever after? As far as I can tell, you two would be perfect together.”

And because I’m an honest woman, who got herself into this mess with her own big mouth, I’m forced to tell Binx the truth. Most of it, anyway. I leave out the part about our mad night of tent passion overlapping with his relationship with Darcy by a full eight weeks.

As guilty as I feel about that, it doesn’t feel like my secret to tell.

But by the time we get to Wesley’s, where the man himself is waiting for us in the driveway in his tux with the shirt open at the top, she has almost all the dirt.

She shakes her head sadly at her brother as she passes him by, muttering, “Let’s go clean up your mess, bro. Seriously, man, couldn’t you have dated someone without a dangerously unhinged relative?”

Wes’s gaze darts my way, his eyes wide.

I don’t know what to say, so, I say nothing. I just cuddle Freya close and follow Binx into Wes’s extremely tidy home, pretty sure this is turning into one of the worst nights of my life.

Chapter 9

WESLEY

“Then Daria threw a glass at us on our way out and is probably plotting Tessa’s death as we speak.” Binx finishes her wrap-up of the night’s events and sits back on my couch, her feet curled beneath her, and her mug clutched to her chest. “And maybe my death, too. That woman has it out for me for some reason.” She sips her tea thoughtfully. “Maybe she’s secretly in love with me and pissed that I’m not batting for her team?”

My brows shoot up. “Really? Daria’s gay? I didn’t know that.”

Binx rolls her eyes. “I don’t know, Wes. I was just talking. But it is weird that she’s always trying to insult me by calling me gay. Like, who cares? Whether I’m gay or I’m straight, she’s a bitch, and I hate her, and we will never be friends or kissing friends or anything else.” She sits back, propping her feet up on the coffee table. “And this feud is stupid anyway. Your relationship was between you and Darcy, and it’s ancient history at this point. She needs to move the hell on.”

“Her sister’s hurting,” Tessa says softly, speaking up for the first time since she indicated that she’d like mint tea instead of passion fruit. She runs a gentle hand over Freya’s back, prompting the sleepy ferret to snuggle deeper into her lap. “And Daria’s clearly very protective of her sister. I’m guessing she won’t be moving on until she knows Darcy’s moved on.”

I clear my throat, feeling properly ashamed of myself. It’s awkward as hell, hearing my ex’s name on Tessa’s lips, but not nearly as awkward as my little sister knowing I spent a steamy night with the woman in my overstuffed armchair.

“I’m so sorry,” I say, apologizing for what feels like the hundredth time since they arrived. “This is my fault and I promise, I’ll do whatever it takes to make it right.”


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