Page 56 of Fourteen of a Kind

After I cleaned the rest of the kitchen, I walked over to Lily’s. Stepping through the sliding door, I saw her sitting on the couch.

“Hi.” She smiled.

“Hi.” I sat next to her. “You okay?”

“Morning sickness.” She placed her hand on her belly.

“It won’t last much longer.” I smiled. “Where’s Adrien?”

“He’s with my dad and Henry. They went to look at the space for the art gallery. My dad insisted he sees it so he knows what needs to be done, even though I showed him the plans.”

“See. I told you everything would be okay. You want to know my thoughts?”

“What?”

“I think Stefan used it as an excuse to get to know Adrien better.”

“Maybe.” She sighed. “So, how is Dr. Malone? I saw his car parked in your driveway this morning, which means he spent the night, and you two had sex.” A smirk crossed her lips.

“He did. We did.” I grinned.

“And? How was it?”

“Incredible, Lily.”

“Is your body still feeling him?” Her brow arched.

“Maybe.” I smirked.

“You’re in love, Dr. Kind.”

“No. I’m not.”

“Let me ask you this. When you and that cheating asshole had sex, could you still feel him afterward?”

I twisted my face. “No. You know the sex wasn’t all that great.”

“Exactly!” She pointed at me. “You, my beautiful genius cousin, are in love.”

“I wouldn’t say love. Anyway, I think he’s hiding something about his past.”

“Why do you think that?” Her brows furrowed.

“Because whenever I bring up his childhood, he deflects to something else. He did tell me this morning that his dad was an oncologist. But Uncle Christian told me he was a surgical oncologist.

“Doctor, surgeon. Whatever. Maybe his dad beat him or something, and he doesn’t like to talk about it.”

“I don’t think his dad beat him. It’s something else. I can feel it in my gut, and you know my gut is never wrong.”

“I know. You and your gut saved me from dating terrible guys in the past.” She smiled.

“Where was my gut when I was seeing Landon.” I rolled my eyes.

“Forget him. The moment your dad told you he didn’t like him, it fueled your rebellious side.”

“Maybe.” I shrugged.

The sliding door opened, and Lily’s sister, Rory, walked in. “Hi, Ella. Hey, sis. Mom wants to know if you want to go shopping with us.”

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