Page 122 of Never Sleep with the Enemy

“We’ve got a lot of conversations ahead,” Jonah says. “A lot of decisions to make. But first, we made a commitment, and we’re going to keep it. Like Knox said, we’ve got a show to do. A Battle to win. And we need everyone to do that. Don’t we, Knox?”

Knox narrows his eyes. “You set me up for that one, didn’t you?”

“Big picture,”Jonah replies, unbothered.

“Yeah, yeah.” Knox looks at me in the quiet, his eyes softer than before, but they still feel like knives twisting in my gut. “You one of us, sister? Or one of them?”

“What do you mean?” I ask.

“You’re sleeping with the competition,” Addison says. “That can get… complicated.”

The silence presses in again. All eyes on me. My friends. My chosen brothers and sisters.

Can I be theirsandhis?

I don’t know.

But I don’t see why not, either.

“No,” I say. “It’s not complicated. I’m with you.”

“You’re sure?” Jonah asks, steady.

I nod. “I’m sure.” Then my gaze shifts to Knox. “If I’m wanted.”

Knox parts his lips, then pauses, the tension between us still present on his face.

“Okay, then,” he says, looking away. “Let’s get to work.”

32

LOGAN

Today is the day Criminal Records broke up.

No official word yet, but it’s only a matter of time. Any minute now, I expect Katrina to come through that door, her head bowed, her eyes puffy with tears.

It’s over, she’ll say.

And I’ll comfort her. I’ll hold her. I’ll tell her there’s a place for her here with me. She’ll stay, maybe, and I’ll have to look into her eyes… knowing what I know and hating myself for it.

And Paul Monroe will get everything he wants.

I splash cold water on my face. Then I glare at my reflection in the bathroom mirror.

This was no victory.

But... at least Tesla is safe.

The door to my suite opens. I dry my face and hands as I step out of the bathroom, my heart already halfway to the floor. I hope it’s her. I hope it’snother.

It’s her.

Katrina enters quietly, but when she sees me, she smiles. “Hey,” she says, letting the door fall shut behind her. “Sorry. I still have your room key, so I figured I could just come in, which... now feels a little presumptuous.”

“If I didn’t want you crawling into my bed at all hours, I wouldn’t have given it to you, kitty.”

Her cheeks blush. “Well, I’ll hold on to it, then.”

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