Page 52 of Legacy

“Seriously, Cali.” I couldn’t hide my exasperation. “You slept with his twin brother?”

Confusion crossed her face. “I thought you knew. I told Peter his brother sucked as a lover, and he said he’d correct the situation, so I let him.”

I gaped at her.

“Stop looking at me like that. It was my first semester of university. You said it yourself. College is the time for experimentation. If guys can have fantasies about twins, why can’t I?”

“Except you lived it,” Laya interjected. “Okay, enough talk about Cali. You’re the one I want to know about.”

“I want details,” Cali added with too much excitement burning in her not-so-innocent eyes.

I lifted my teacup to my lips. “The two of you are nosy.”

“You knew this about us from the time we were little.” Laya set her arms on the table, watching me intently.

I cleared my throat, grinning with this easy banter. We’d never shied from talking about sex, but this silly side brought peace to my heart.

“Married life is suiting me well,” I summarized almost primly and with a matter-of-fact tone.

Laya snorted. “I’ll say.”

“There are rumors about him.” Cali grew serious. “Gossip from past lovers. He’s not too…rough?”

A surge of jealousy prickled through my blood. The last thing I wanted to think about were the women Eli had entertained before me, especially knowing his tastes.

What we had was mine—the mere thought of anyone touching him brought visions of murder to the forefront of my mind.

“His tastes are…umm…particular,” I said, unsure how to say it. “Let’s say we’re a well-suited pair in that department.”

Laya leaned in. “In other words, he fucks her hard and she likes it.”

“Oh, for the love of all that is holy, will you stop with that word? People will hear you.” I glanced to the side and noticed a group of men watching us.

“If someone is eavesdropping, they deserve to be scandalized,” Cali stated. “This is a sisters’ lunch with no filters.”

“I suppose you’re right,” I assented.

“We promise to keep it to a respectable tone so it doesn’t affect your married-lady status.” The grin on Laya’s lips had me smiling too.

I rolled my eyes. “Eli doesn’t care about things like that as long as I don’t threaten to kill anyone.”

“So that scene at your wedding didn’t go over well?” Laya smirked.

Before I could answer, Cali exclaimed, “Eli?A nickname already. Don’t tell meyou’regetting soft for him.”

I’m a puddle of pathetic need where he’s concerned.

I cleared my throat, suddenly eager to change the topic.

“How is life in the house without me?” I asked. “Is Vik driving you crazy yet?”

“That wasn’t subtle in the least, Avra,” Laya stated.

I kept my tone bland. “Neither of you can take a hint.”

“You need to be careful. Don’t forget who he is,” Laya reminded me as her mood grew serious.

“Remember the plan,” Cali added.

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