Page 26 of Promise Me

“It's going to be fine. I have my phone.”

Linc takes it from my hand as I wave it in front of his face.

“That you shouldn’t be on. I should have bought the bell.”

He takes my phone and heads for the door.

I want to yell and scream at him, tell my dad to back me up here, but I don’t.

I don’t know how we navigate this any more than they do. I don’t think Linc is going about it as he should, but fighting with him adds more stress for all of us. He thinks I wasn’t listening to the doctor, but I was. Stress helped get me here; adding more is off the table.

Even so, if Linc keeps this up, I know I won’t be able to handle it.

I’m not sure how I’m going to take care of my overprotective brother, but I’m sure it’ll come to me.

And it does.

I’ve made my plan by the time dinner arrives the next day, served to me in my room for fear I might look at the TV again.

CHAPTER EIGHT

HUDSON

“A good old time,” I say into my empty living room as another letter flips around on my TV screen.

I shake my head as the man spins the wheel again.

He’s only missing the “O” and has plenty of money to buy a vowel, yet he just went and landed on bankruptcy.

Figures.

I eat a bite of the spaghetti I made for dinner and lean back on my couch. Then someone knocks on my door.

I don’t bother grabbing a shirt because there are only four people it could be; Linc, Luca, Miles, or my dad.

Since it’s unannounced and Linc is busy, I’m guessing one of my brothers is bored.

It’s weird they are knocking, though.

I swing the door open and almost stumble back at the caramel eyes staring back at me.

“Hi,” Sadie says and lets out a breath.

I just gape at her as if she’s some thug who walked up to my door holding a knife and demanded I give her all my prized possessions.

What the hell is she doing here?

I adjust my stance, widening my legs and crossing my arms.

She smirks.

She fucking smirks.

Sadie Collins does not smirk. Ever.

“Can I come in?” she asks.

“Why?”

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