Rocking Kin (The Lucy & Harris Novella Series Book 3) (31 page)

I lean back against the wall, closing my eyes and just enjoying the feel, when suddenly I hear the door at the bottom of the stairs open, slamming against the bar behind it. I jump. “Shit,” I say as I snatch Ciara up and stuff myself in my pants.

I look up to see a windblown Joelle Prescott, James’s sister, giving me a sickened stare. She’s wearing a frumpy t-shirt with some local band on it and a baggy pair of jeans. Her dark hair hangs in a loose ponytail at the base of her neck, a few fly away pieces shielding some of her face. We’ve gone to school together our entire lives, but I don’t really know much about her. She’s always been quiet and reserved. Ciara shakes her head and rolls her eyes while wiping the edge of her mouth. “Jeez, Joelle, you know how to ruin a good time, don’t you?” She makes the motion like she’s shooing her. “Go on. This is a grown-up zone.” She cocks her head to the side, poking her bottom lip out.

Joelle shifts her backpack on her shoulder and gives us both a look that says ‘fuck you’. “Sorry, I wasn’t aware you’d started conducting business in here, Ciara. I thought you pretty much stuck to the dugout, locker room and truck stop. I’ll be sure to add stairwells to that list,” she says so matter of fact that it’s funny as she walks away. I start laughing and Ciara gets pissed.

“Ugh, she’s such a fucking goodie goodie. How she’s James and Janae’s sister I’ll never understand.” She sighs.

“Janae, as in her little sister? Isn’t she in like the seventh or eighth grade?” I ask, confused.

“Yeah, eighth, but she’s a cheerleader so I’ve hung out with her some when we work with the younger kids. She’s way cooler and a lot more fun than Joelle,” she says with distain dripping from her mouth when she says Joelle’s name.

I shrug. “Well, I need to go anyway. I actually have to meet with her brother. I’ll cash that in later.” I tug at the tip of her ponytail.

I make my way to the library and see James sitting at a table talking to someone. He looks pissed, but there is a shelf in the way so I can’t see who he’s talking to. Rounding the corner of the book shelf, I freeze. He’s talking to Joelle. She’s probably telling him what she just walked up on. Fuck. He’s gonna kick my ass. I would kick my ass if I had a sister and she walked in on that.

Before either of them realize I’m there, I hear her say, “Why am I always the one stuck doing you favors? I have a bunch of stuff going on. Can’t you just find someone else?” She sighs, “I do have a life, you know, of my own. It’s not one like yours but it is a life.”

“No, Jo, you told me you’d do it.” Just then they realize I’m there.

James stands up. “Hey, Collin. You know my sister, Joelle. She’s gonna be your tutor.”

Fucking A.

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