Chapter 0315


    When | walk out of my bedroom the next morning Janeenes over to me with a ss of orange juice — what | always started


    my day with as a kid — but | barely notice as she ces it in my hand because | am too busy gawking at the incredible view from


    the second-story living room of my house.


    My house.


    “Oh my god,” | murmur, walking over to sliding open the ss door that leads to an expansive back deck. Janeenes with


    me, smirking a little, as we both look over the silent ocean that seems to stretch for miles in front of us. “Is this...is this a private


    beach?” | breathe.


    “It''s supposed to be,” Janeen says with a little sigh. “But you can’t really stop people from walking up and down it. Nor would I


    want to — the beach belongs to everyone, not just Mr. Lippert.”


    | give Janeen a little re before | continue to turn and stare around the gigantic, far too beautiful house with its incredibly high


    ceilings and walls covered in windows...


    “This ce,” | murmur, shaking my head and taking a sip of my orange juice. “It’s...unbelievable...”


    “| know, right?” Janeen says, grinning at me a little wickedly. “What did you do to Mr. Lippert that made him this happy —“


    “Ew, Janeen,” | say, ring at her again before walking over to the empty kitchen. We''re both up before dad and Daniel, which |


    guess is good — because | know Janeen and | have some stuff to talk about that I''d prefer dad not year. Not yet.


    “What!?” she says, chasing after me andughing a little as | move to the coffee machine and pour myself a cup of the pot


    Janeen already made. “Seriously, Fay, I’m impressed with your work. Mr. Lippert must be-*


    “Stop calling him that,” | mutter, starting to get mad. | know my sister is teasing me, and that I’ve got a lot to answer for, but


    honestly.


    “Fine,” she says, leaning against the counter with a smirk, “Mr. Baby Daddy.”


    “Janeen!” | gasp, swatting at her with my free hand, which she easily evades,ughing at me.


    “What, that’s also no good?”


    But when she sees me take a deep breath, and my face go red — which it usually does when I’m holding back tears — Janeen


    rolls her eyes and sighs.


    “Fine, Fay, I’m sorry,” she says, not meaning it. But | ept it nheless. “But honestly, what were you thinking, getting


    knocked up? Didn’t you —*


    “He had a vasectomy, Janeen,” | exin with a sigh. And then, as fast as | can — my eyes always on the door that | know dad is


    right behind - | tell her the whole story.


    “Wow,” she says, genuinely shocked at the end of it. “That is some...soap-opera level drama, Fay. Who knew you had it in you.”


    “| knew,” Daniel says,ing up the stairs now, his hands in the pockets of his pajamas that dad loaned him. | smile to see him


    and thenugh when | notice that the pajamas are somehow simultaneously too short and too baggy around the waist. We both


    turn to him as hees into the kitchen. “Fay has been nothing but a delightful source of drama since the moment we met her.


    Kept us on our toes.”


    “Excuse you,” | say, giving Daniel his own little re as | turn towards the coffee machine to get him a cup. “But | did not ask to


    be carried out of a strip club on your dad’s shoulder —*


    “Is that what happened?” Janeen gasps, grinning at me and shoving my shoulder yfully. “Fay Thompson! Naughty girl!”


    We allugh a little, and | admit — it


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    “So,” Janeen says, turning her wicked grin on Daniel now as she looks up at him. “You''re the gay one, right? Where’s your


    boyfriend?”


    Daniel blinks to hear Janeen say it so


    tantly, but then he smirks


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    realizi hat | never told him...well


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    “He got arrested,” Daniel says, deciding not to deny it and taking a sip from his coffee. “As part of the raid.”


    “So you''re both nerds who are into


    mafia bad boys,” Janeen says ane


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    “She''s just jealous,” | say to Daniel, smiling at him over my coffee cup. “She wishes she couldnd a Kent or a Jerome.”


    “urate,” Janeen says with a shrug. “If you know anyone...”