Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 160041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 800(@200wpm)___ 640(@250wpm)___ 533(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 800(@200wpm)___ 640(@250wpm)___ 533(@300wpm)
“Nothing. Why are you bothering me?”
“I’m just checking in on my favorite sister.”
I roll my eyes. “You don’t have another sister.”
He flops down beside me. “Exactly, so it’s important to stay up to date on the one I do have. So how are you doing, sis?”
“Hi Levi,” my friend Delilah says, throwing him a cutesy smile as she stops eating her salad just because he’s arrived.
“He’s taken,” I tell her, and her mood instantly sours.
“Well, that doesn’t change the fact that he’s hot,” one of the other girls, Vivian, says.
“Thanks,” Levi says, winking at her. “She’s right, though. I am taken.”
I tilt my head, annoyed he’s here. “Don’t you have someone else to bother?”
“No.”
“Your girlfriend is waiting for you,” I say.
“She has Apollo and Grey to entertain her,” he retorts, then he snatches one of my strawberries right out of my cup.
But before he can put it in his filthy mouth, I’ve already grabbed his wrist.
“You take one teeny tiny bite, and I will cut out your tongue and feed it to you,” I growl.
A smirk slowly spreads on his face. “Now that’s the Sunny I remember. So very … cheery. I still can’t decide whether or not Mom was joking when she gave you that name.”
“Ha-ha, Apollo has infected you with his terrible jokes, I see,” I retort, and I snatch the strawberry back from him and place it on the lid of my cup so it doesn’t soil the others that are still untouched by his fingers.
“You holding up okay?” he asks.
“I’m fine,” I grumble.
“C’mon, talk to me. Tell me what’s been bothering you.”
I throw him a look. “You are.”
“That’s my job,” he says.
Another one of my brothers, Max, flicks the back of my head. “Hey, Sunny.”
God, they are so annoying. “Get your hands off me.”
“Back to your usual self, I hear,” Max says.
“I never said anything was wrong with me,” I say. “Can y’all back off? I’m trying to eat here.”
“Then tell us why you were gone for a whole damn week,” Levi says.
I narrow my eyes at him. “None of your business.”
“Did you even tell Mom?” Levi presses.
“We were all worried sick about you,” Max says.
I groan out loud. “I really despise you all sometimes.”
“You don’t mean that,” Max says.
“Yeah, you love us, don’t you?” My third brother, Elliot, sits down across from me, butting aside my girls until they all grab their trays and leave.
Goddammit.
“What is this? Some sort of intervention?” I bark.
“We’re worried about you,” Levi says.
I stare at them with a coldhearted gaze. “Don’t be. I’m perfectly fine. Especially on my own. Without any of you.”
Levi raises his brow at me like he thinks he knows me better. “Ahh, so that’s why some lone cop brought you to the hospital on the brink of death. Because you’re ‘fine.’” He makes quotation marks with his fingers.
I grab his fingers and bring them to the veins in my throat. “Feel that? That’s my fucking heartbeat, and that’s as close as you’ll ever get.” I shove him away again. “Now beat it and let me eat in peace.”
Elliot suddenly snatches my phone off the table.
“Hey!” I shout, but he’s already bolted off with it. “Give that back!”
I pull out my knives.
“Sunny … not in here,” Levi growls.
“Fuck that,” I bark back at him, and I jump up from my seat and go for the chase, wielding my knives like goddamn arrows, intent on finding their prey.
“Give me back my phone, or I swear to God, I will puncture your balls and hang you on my wall by the hairy skin like a goddamn mounted head!”
Elliot shrieks and darts off, panic settling in his eyes when he throws one glance at me over his shoulder. Good.
Elliot rushes past every seat and table, screaming his head off, before flopping my phone in the hands of none other than Xavier Caruso.
“Take it! I don’t want her wrath! I just needed her to listen to us!” Elliot squeals.
Xavier looks completely befuddled, and his eyes find the screen in the few seconds it takes me to make it to him, but when his eyes finally find mine, they grow big.
I stop right in front of him and hold out my hand, staring him down with such ferocity that he begins to shiver in place.
“Give it to me. Now.”
He slides my phone my way through the air, planting it in my hand without even looking away. So easy to command. Precisely how boys should be.
“Good boy.”
And I turn around and march right back to the table I was sitting at, where Levi and Max are waiting for me.
“Oh shit, she’s got it back,” Max mutters.
“Elliot, you fucking pussy!” Levi yells across the hall as Elliot bolts off.
“You,” I growl, and I grab him by the collar of his shirt. “You think I’d let anyone steal my fucking phone?”