Beatrice’s POVSomehow, I manage to get through shopping with Sierra without freaking out about Nolan snooping around James. When we pull up to the house to grab her suitcases, I half-expect the brothers to be waiting at the door, guns drawn, ready to take me out right then and there. “You good?” she yawns, dragging her suitcase down the hallway. “I’m the one who crashed with Flint last night. Man, I was so wasted. What a stupid move. You’re acting like you’re the one who did something scandalous.” I bite my lip, wishing I could spill the beans. She knows the undercover me better than anyone else, and the holes in my stories would be obvious. “Just a lot happening in this house, you know?” “Oh, I get it,” she nods. “So, you and Nolan…?” “Maybe?” She gives my back a reassuring rub. “Could be worse.” “What about you and Flint?” “Ugh, no way. I can’t go through that again. I’m too old for his drama now.” “You really think he hasn’t changed?” “Oh, I’m sure he ha
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