door to the suite opened just as
she was hanging up. Billy stepped in the room carrying two paper cups.
She rose and took the coffee he held out for her. “What did the cops want?”
She took a long swallow and felt the bitter liquid slide down her throat and warm her iced-over belly. “Nothing. Maxwell was just in the area and stopped by to say hello.”
Billy’s eyes narrowed. “Bullshit. I remember the way you two were all buddy-buddy at Rafe and
Lisa’s wedding. This wasn’t a casual meet and greet.”
She sipped again but didn’t look away. No matter what Billy thought he knew or what he said now,
she wasn’t pulling him into this. One more run-in with the law and he was going to be in serious
trouble. And while Hailey could handle the fallout that would cause with her ex-husband, she
wouldn’t let it happen because she owed their mother. Teresa Sullivan was the mother Hailey had
always wished she’d had, and she was in the last stages of pancreatic cancer. If her youngest son
went to jail now, before it was truly over, it would kill her. Literally.
“You don’t think he’d stop by just to see me?”
“That’s not why he was here.”
With a frown she moved to sit in a side chair. “Some men do find me attractive.”
Billy chuckled as he dropped onto the couch, slipped off his flip-flops and propped his bare feet up
on the glass coffee table. “I know they do. That cop definitely does. But that’s not why he was
here.” He glanced down into his paper cup as a wicked smile spread across his face. “He thinks the
two of us are doing the nasty. And he was not thrilled with that idea.”
Considering the way Shane had put the kibosh on their little lip-lock last night, Hailey seriously
doubted he cared whom she did what with. “You say that like it grosses you out.”
“Don’t get me wrong, H, you’re hot and all that. But even if there wasn’t the whole ick factor because you’re family, Rafe’d kick my ass. Now, your sister”—his brow lifted—"that’s another story.”
Hailey pinned him with a look. Her sister, Nicole, was close in age to Billy’s twenty-seven, and everything Hailey wasn’t. Petite, naturally tan, stunning in a you-can’t-miss-me kind of way, and a total party girl. It made perfect sense Billy would find her attractive.
It was also the reason she needed him to get back to Miami and take care of that other thing she
needed done before Nicole got home from her trip to Europe.
“I called you a car. It’ll be here in a few minutes.”
He eyed her over the plastic lid. And though she tried not to let her anxiety over everything she’d
just learned show, he saw it. The guy was too smart for his own good. “You sure you don’t need me
up here?”
She shook her head. “We got what I wanted last night. The only thing I need from you is to handle
that other matter we discussed.”
His hazel eyes held hers longer than she liked. And her stomach tightened at the anxiety she hoped
he didn’t see. He was nothing like his brother, her ex. Light instead of dark, strongly resembling
their father’s Irish genes, while Rafe looked more like the Puerto Rican side of the family. Spontaneous where Rafe was careful. Cocky where Rafe was sure. Someone who did things his way and
because of it, was usually misunderstood.
She figured that last quality was why she liked Billy so much. Yeah, he made bad choices, and more
often than not it landed him in trouble, but in retrospect, he wasn’t a whole lot different from her. In
fact, as he studied her now with eyes that saw way too much, she realized she and Billy had way
more in common than she’d ever had with Rafe.
He finally broke the stare-down, dropped his feet and leaned forward. “What does it mean? The
number on the bottom of the statue? Twenty-five. Twenty-five what?”
“I don’t know.” More and more she was starting to believe maybe her father was trying to tell her
something. What if
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