Page 115 of Never Sleep with the Enemy

Addison steps forward, her expression gentle. “What are you talking about, honey?”

“Don’t play dumb, Addy.” I shake my head, my pulse thudding in my ears. “All you seem to care about lately is Harvey. Or Harmony,” I add, glaring at Knox. At Bronson and Jordan, too. “It feels like I don’t even exist. Like I could disappear tomorrow and no one would notice.”

“That’s not true,” Addison says.

“Isn’t it?” I swallow the lump in my throat. “It’s not like anything I do matters when I am here. You guys never listen to my opinions. You blow off my ideas. I play the piano, and I keep my mouth shut. That’s my job in this band, isn’t it? No wonder you keep me shoved in the back.”

Silence. They exchange glances, their eyes full of questions, something unspoken passing between them.

“Katrina,” Jordan says, her voice low. “Did Logan tell you that?”

“No,” I say, then… “Maybe. What difference does it make? It’s true, isn’t it?”

More silence.

“What were you wearing?” Addison asks suddenly.

I blink. “What?”

“Last night,” she says. “What was that you were wearing?”

“It was a corset,” I say with a shrug.

“Since when do you wear corsets?”

“It was a gift from Tesla. We dressed up! It was a Halloween carnival! What does that have to do with anything?”

“Kat.” Jordan exhales. “Honey, think.”

“Think aboutwhat?”

“They’re befriending you,” she says carefully. “They’re filling your head with toxic nonsense. They’re giving you gifts.”

“So?”

“So...” Knox says, eyes cast downward. “It sounds like The Electrics are up to the same old tricks.”

I glance around, but no one contradicts him. They’re all looking at me the same way—like they’ve already decided. Like they know something I don’t.

“What are you talking about?” I ask.

“They’re love-bombing you, sweetie,” Addison says.

I laugh. “No, they’re not.”

“Yes, they are,” Knox says flatly.

“And why would they do that?”

“Jesus Christ.”Knox exhales sharply through his nose. “Kat, look around. To drive us apart. Why the fuck else?”

“No,” I say, shaking my head. “No. They aren’t like that!”

He scoffs.

“From where I’m standing, the only one trying to drive anyone apart is you, Knox.” My voice shakes with frustration. “Logan told me how you threatened him on the elevator.”

“You didwhat?”Jordan snaps, turning on him.

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