The look on Ben’s face was almost comical.

“I don’t… I don’t even know where to start with that,” he said, blinking. “What? Wait, what?”

I could see the gears turning in his head, and for a split second, I second-guessed myself. Should I not have told him? Maybe I wasn’t ready to answer all the questions that came with the revelation.

“Your father is President Shaw?” Ben asked in a hushed voice. The truth was hitting him in stages. My father was the only president in recent history with a son my age, so he didn’t have to wonder which president. “You’re… wait.”

“Yes. I’m Reese Shaw. I use my mother’s maiden name, Starr, to avoid all the bullshit,” I admitted.

“Oh my god, are you serious right now? I thought your dad was a celebrity… well, I guess he sort of is but Jesus, the president? Really? And what do you mean boyfriends?”

“Ben,” I began, not really knowing what I was going to say. Before I had a chance to figure it out, Georgie’s wail split the silence. Both of us shot out of the main room in the direction of her bedroom.

Poor little Jamie was patting Georgie’s shoulder trying to reassure her, but she was inconsolable. “She saw Uncle Phoenix at the window,” he said in confusion as he motioned to the window behind him. It was empty now but I knew Jamie was talking about one of Ronan’s men who was charged with keeping an eye on the immediate perimeter around the cabin.

“Benji,” she gasped through tears. “Benji, he’s gonna take me.”

While Ben knelt on the floor to pull her into his arms, I quickly texted Phoenix and asked him to come around to the front of the cabin. I could have kicked myself. Of course she’d be scared seeing strangers outside her window. Why hadn’t I thought of that? I hurried to the front door to let Phoenix in and stood back when the large African-American man stepped inside. He looked haunted, and I realized he must have heard Georgie scream.

“Reese, I’m sorry,” he said, his deep voice wrought with concern. “I was checking the bushes to make sure there weren’t any footprints.”

“No, no,” I said with a shake of my head. “It’s my fault. I didn’t think to tell her or Ben that there’d be someone doing periodic checks around the cabin. Would you mind coming to meet her?”

“Absolutely,” Phoenix said, a smile splitting his handsome features. As a father himself, Phoenix would probably know what to say to Georgie better than I ever could. When we reached her room, the little girl still clung to her brother, though she wasn’t sobbing anymore. After one look at Phoenix, she tried to climb up Ben’s body.

I quickly squatted down next to Ben so Georgie could see me. “Sweetheart, this is another friend of mine I forgot to tell you about. I have lots and lots of friends here at the vineyard. They’re here to keep you and your brother safe so no bad men can bother you ever again.”

Georgie pulled her tear-stained face out of Ben’s shirt long enough to glance at me, then looked up with watery eyes at Ben.

“Remember how Reese… Mr. Kitty, helped you when you almost fell off those stairs and his friend Cain was there to help him?”

It took a long time for Georgie to nod. “The bad man chased me.”

“He did. And then Reese and Cain helped you and scared off the bad men. That’s why they’re all here now. Phoenix is just like Reese and Cain. They’re here to keep us safe.”

My heart dropped when I heard him brush off my presence like it was solely due to the dangerous situation they were in, as if I were there for a paycheck rather than the gut-level need to keep them safe from harm.

I swallowed. “They’re friends of Jamie’s too.” I turned to the little boy and shot him a wink.

“Yeah,” Jamie chimed in. “Me and Uncle Phoenix can talk without using words! Wanna see?” Jamie asked excitedly.

Georgie was slow to turn her body so she could see Phoenix, who’d stayed back by the bedroom door. I wanted to hug him for having had the foresight to kneel down so he wouldn’t look as imposing. Jamie and Phoenix began talking in sign language. Georgie went from looking unsure to fascinated.

“It’s sign language,” Jamie said as he turned back to her. “My sister, Nicole, can’t hear so we all talk to her with our hands. I can teach you something.”

“Jamie,” Phoenix called, then he signed something else to the little boy.

“What did he say?” Georgie asked when Jamie let out a little giggle.

“He said he was sorry for scaring you and also he was proud of me for taking such good care of my new friend. He’s hoping he can be your friend too.”

Georgie gave a little smile, then cuddled against Ben. “Can I be friends with them, Benji? They won’t think I’m weird like the kids at home?”

I saw Ben’s eyes start to water as he wrapped his arms around Georgie’s upper body and kissed the top of her head. His voice cracked as he said, “Yeah, baby girl, you can be friends with them. And remember what I told you when people say not-nice things?”

I wasn’t sure who my heart was hurting for more… Ben or his sister. Either way, they were clearly both in sore need of some more people on their side.

Georgie nodded but she didn’t say whatever it was she and Ben were talking about.

“Jamie, I think maybe we should take Georgie here on a walk around the vineyard and introduce her to all your uncles. What do you say?” The men weren’t literally Jamie’s uncles, but Ronan’s kids, as well as most of the children of the operatives who had them, typically called the adults “uncle” or “aunt” rather than mister or missus.

Jamie began to practically dance. “Yes! Uncle Cash can show you his magic trick, and you have to meet Uncle Sage because he tells the best superhero jokes.” As Jamie continued to ramble on about his heroes, Georgie’s breathing slowed, and her tears eventually stopped.

I pulled out my phone to text the guys that we’d be coming out to meet them. Not only did I want to warn them we were on the way, but I also wanted to alert them to Georgie’s fear so they’d be careful not to intimidate her any further. All of them were suckers for little kids and would know exactly how to make Georgie feel at ease around them.

Ben handed Georgie to me long enough to wet a washcloth in the bathroom sink and wipe Georgie’s face as the little girl listened to Jamie go on and on about every topic imaginable.

Watching Ben treat Georgie with such loving tenderness made my chest squeeze, and I wondered who Ben had to do the same for him.

Me.

I blinked away the silly thought and clapped my hands. “Are we ready for an adventure walk?” I asked in my best cartoon voice.

Georgie’s lips curved up in a small smile as Jamie hollered “yes!”

Before I turned toward the door, I saw Ben mouth the words thank you to me as if I were lifting a giant burden from him.

Oh baby, if only you knew… I’d take any burden off your shoulders I could.

“Let’s go,” I said. And led the charge outside.

“So they use bats to keep the bad bugs from eating all the grapes,” Dex said as he shot what had to be a third glance at Marek, the guy he was teamed up with for the afternoon. Dex had been on the team a little longer than me, but Marek was relatively new. I’d yet to actually hear him voluntarily speak. Come to think of it, I hadn’t heard him speak at all. But the dark looks he shot Dex when the kids weren’t watching spoke volumes, and part of me actually wanted to be the fly on the proverbial wall once we left, because I had a feeling both men were keeping it chill for the sake of the kids.

“What kind of bat?” Jamie asked. I could see Georgie was just as curious, even though she was still clinging to me like a baby koala.

“The Mexican free-tailed bat,” Dex said. How the hell did he know this stuff? “And the names of the bugs they like to eat are super cool.”

Georgie shifted in my arms. “Like… like what kind of bugs?” she asked in her sweet, quiet voice. I felt Ben’s shoulder brush against mine as he turned to encourage her.

Dex’s smile lit up his face. I could tell he realized what a big deal it was for Georgie to ask a question of him. “Well, one of them is called the blue-green sharpshooter. Can you believe it?”

“Sounds like a superhero,” Jamie said with a giggle. “What are some of the other ones?”

Dex shot me a wink before answering. “In order to learn the names of the other bugs, you have to go say hi to all the men. Each one will give you the name of a different bug who likes to eat these vines. If you can keep track of most of the bug names by the time you get back to the lodge for a snack, you’ll earn your very own magnifying glass from a man named Keller, who’s in charge of the vines. You’ll also get to meet Merlin, who is one of the vineyard dogs. It’s his job to scare off the bigger pests like rabbits and birds.”

Georgie’s smile grew noticeably larger when she heard about meeting yet another dog. We’d brought Bullet and Piper with us, and I knew Blue or Tristan Marian would be waiting for us back at the lodge with their daughter and some kid-friendly snack food. I anticipated Ben’s less-than-thrilled reaction when he realized this treasure hunt of sorts ended with more of Griff’s adopted family.

As we moved away from Dex to head toward the area where Cruz and his older brother, Matias, were stationed, Ben’s foot must have caught on something because I heard and felt him stumble. My arm shot out to grab for his waist before he could fall, and I pulled him back against me as tight as I could.

For a split second, I had Georgie in one arm and Ben in the other, and everything was right in my world. The sun was shining on the mild spring day. The mustard flowers were in bloom, dotting the vista here and there with splashes of yellow. The dogs ran ahead down a tidy dirt path through a small cluster of trees toward the barn. It reminded me a little of the house my father shared with his lovers, Nash and Gage. There was a great view of the gardens and menagerie of animals from the room I’d spent much of my time in while I’d been recuperating, but I’d been too bitter to really enjoy any of it. Now, I couldn’t help but think how perfect a place like that or this vineyard would be with the man at my side and the little girl who trusted me when she didn’t really have a reason to.

Unfortunately, the moment ended as quick as it had begun. Georgie wriggled out of my hold when Jamie found a bug crawling on a nearby blade of grass, and I could feel Ben stiffen against me as if he’d realized what we must have looked like, just the two of us.

“Come see, Georgie!” Jamie cried. The two of them scrambled down onto their hands and knees to peer closely at the bug, speculating about what kind of superhero name it might have and whether or not it liked to eat grapes like the others.

Ben pulled away from me and straightened his clothes. “Thanks,” he murmured. “You didn’t have to.”

I glanced at him. “Ben, I wasn’t about to let you fall onto your broken arm,” I said. Honestly, the idea I wouldn’t or shouldn’t have kept him from falling galled me. Not only was watching over him my job, keeping him from tripping was the least I could do as a decent human being. His behavior confused me, especially since he’d been so sweet and worried about me when I’d admitted what his brother’s stupid nickname had made me feel. Fuck, maybe it was the shit with my father. Maybe now that he knew the truth, he’d be weird like everyone else. Maybe he’d start hinting at how cool it would be to meet the great Everett Shaw, or he’d start asking about what it was like to have a president for a dad… a president who’d only recently come out, no less.

Ben’s eyes widened in surprise before he chuckled. “No. Sorry. I meant this,” he said, gesturing to Georgie and Jamie. “This walk and the treasure hunt. How in the world did you arrange something like this so quickly?”

I was relieved to see him relax a bit and smile. “I can’t take credit for all of it. I texted the guys about her fears, and Phoenix was the one who came up with the idea for the treasure hunt.”

Ben glanced at me a few beats. “They’re good men, aren’t they? Your friends, I mean.”

His finger was trying to sneak down into his cast to scratch an itch, but I could tell he couldn’t quite reach it. I stepped closer to stop him, replacing his finger with my longer one. Ben sucked in a breath, which set my heart racing again the way it seemed to always do when we were this close.

“Yes, they’re very good men. I’d trust my life to any of them,” I said while trying to find his itch without hurting him. It was funny how I’d never really realized that fact before. I’d always preferred working alone, but in the weeks before I’d been shot, Ronan had had me working with more and more of the other operatives, and I’d actually been okay with it.

“There,” he breathed when I found the right spot. His voice carried a note of relief mixed with pleasure that went straight to my dick. I felt the warm air of his breath against the skin at my collar. Ben’s hair smelled like the fancy lemon spa products provided in the cabin. I turned my head to brush my cheek against the top of his head, just to feel the texture of his short hair on my skin.

“It’s good. You can stop now,” he said, waking me from my reverie.

I pulled my hands away from his cast and cleared my throat. Georgie and Jamie had stood up from their bug watch and were pointing farther along the trail where I could make out Cruz’s silhouette. The younger de la Vega brother was the much friendlier of the two, so it wouldn’t surprise me in the least if Cruz did all the interacting with the kids and his brother, Matias, made himself scarce.

Which was fine by me because if anyone would scare little Georgie, it would be the dark-eyed bastard who never fucking smiled.

After one last glance at me with those gorgeous green eyes, Ben turned and followed the kids down the path. Jamie recognized the man up ahead and yelled a greeting.

“Uncle Cruz,” Jamie practically screamed as he tore down the narrow path to reach Cruz. Georgie was right behind him and the two dogs were crashing through the underbrush. “What is it? Tell us the name!” Jamie said as he began dancing around like he had to pee.

“Name? Name of what?” Cruz asked innocently. “My name? You know it’s Cruz, silly. You just said it.”

“Nooooo,” Jamie sighed dramatically. “The name of a bug that eats vines!”

“Doesn’t Tarzan like vines?” Cruz asked over his shoulder. I saw that Matias was leaning against a tree, his eyes scanning the wooded area around us.

“No, not likes vines, eats them!” Jamie said.

Cruz seemed to think on it for a moment before asking Matias, “You know anything that eats vines?” I swore I saw a look pass between the two men when Matias didn’t answer, but Cruz managed to keep the smile on his face as he turned his attention back to the kids.

“Eats vines,” he pondered as he stroked his chin. “It’s, um, leaf-something. Leaf-lifter, leaf-slider, leaf-parachuter.”

Jamie began laughing hysterically at Cruz’s ridiculous guesses.

“Is it…?” Georgie began, then quickly fell silent. Her shyness was painful to watch.

“What, honey?” Cruz asked as he knelt to her level. He snapped his fingers and Bullet instantly came to him. The dog’s presence seemed to help Georgie relax a bit, but she wouldn’t speak up. “You might need to help an old guy like me out,” Cruz said with a grin. “I don’t remember stuff too good these days.”

Since Cruz was younger than me, the statement was ridiculous, but it did the trick because Georgie only hesitated another moment before saying, “Leafhopper?”

Cruz smiled. “Why yes, I believe that is it.”

Jamie pumped his fist and then leaned in to whisper something to Georgie that had her smiling.

“You two know what a leafhopper looks like?” Cruz asked.

Jamie began shaking his head but Georgie actually nodded. “They’re small,” she said shyly. “And can jump.”

Cruz nodded. “Well, now it makes sense why they’re hoppers.”

Georgie seemed to grow more confident before our very eyes. “And, um, they get eaten by… by… um…”

The little girl quickly grew flustered, and I was sure we were going to lose her to another bout of insecurity when Matias suddenly said, “Ladybugs.”

I wasn’t sure who looked at the guy with more shock… Georgie or Cruz. Clearly, Cruz hadn’t been expecting his brother to participate in any of it.

Though uttering a single word probably didn’t really count as participation. But when Matias winked at Georgie, the little girl smiled and then looked at Cruz and said, “Ladybugs.”

Georgie’s eyes flashed over to me at the word, and her entire face lit up in recognition of the nickname I’d bestowed on her. My heart squeezed tight in my chest.

I chanced a glance at Ben, who was smiling so wide it looked like he was going to burst into song. It wasn’t until we started walking again a few minutes later that he leaned into me a little and whispered, “People always make fun of her for knowing stuff like that. The kids call her names and the adults look at her like… like…”

He shook his head and then wrapped his arms around himself, though he did so carefully.

“What do you say to her when that happens?”

“That people are scared of what they don’t understand. But that doesn’t really make it any better.”

“How come?”

“Because then she wants to know why she can’t just be someone people aren’t scared of.”

I sighed and put my arm around his shoulders. “She’s an amazing little girl, Ben. You should be so proud of yourself for how you’ve raised her.”

Ben didn’t respond and I didn’t really know how to convince him, so we both fell silent as we moved on to the next few checkpoints where Georgie opened up to the men more and more with her knowledge of bugs.

When we reached a stretch of footpath that didn’t have any men along it, Jamie and Georgie used their sleuthing skills to hunt for more specimens and Ben began to open up.

“I am proud of Georgie. I’m so freaking lucky I got a chance to ‘play’ dad since I’ll probably never have kids of my own.”

“Why won’t you have kids of your own?”

He looked away and shrugged. “I guess I’m just not that kind of guy. I’m the guy people like to mess around with… not really the guy men want to start a family with.”

I stopped and reached for his arm. “Bullshit. That’s a load of crap.”

“Mr. Kitty?” Georgie asked from where she crouched on the ground nearby. “Those are bad words.”

I winced and shot Ben a look of apology. “I’m sorry, ladybug. I didn’t mean to.”

Once she was distracted again with her hunt, I turned back to Ben. “Explain.”

He rolled his eyes. “Not much to explain. Yes, I’ve had plenty of experience, but none of it was particularly affectionate or lasting. I guess I’m just not relationship material.”

“Benjamin Bassett, you’re twenty-two years old. Hardly past your prime. You’ve barely had time to mess around, much less find a nice man. Give it some time.” As the words left my mouth, I wanted to grab them back. I didn’t want Ben finding a nice man. I wanted him to stay with me.

I took a deep breath. “You deserve someone who treats you well. Don’t ever settle for less.” Okay, I needed to stop talking. “Anyway, how did you get into video game testing? It kind of seems like a dream job.”

Ben smiled but continued to look ahead where the kids were playing. “I got really lucky. I volunteered to beta test a no-name game when I was in high school. It was a dream, like you said, and the whole experience made me feel like I mattered. I bagged groceries for like a thousand hours to buy a used gaming system and when I finally had it set up, I could escape into a whole different world. Well, that beta gig led to another one and another until I sort of had a reputation as an experienced tester. It was hard juggling those volunteer beta gigs with homework, Georgie, and my job at the grocery store, so I had to start turning people away. That’s when they began offering me money.”

“No kidding?”

He laughed. “I couldn’t believe it at first, but sure enough, the money started coming in. At one point I was able to quit my job, and when I graduated high school, I decided to keep doing the testing while I took college classes at Georgia State. Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to finish my degree because Kirk stopped helping me with Georgie when he started up this storage unit business.”

Ben continued to tell me more about his various testing clients until I received a call that someone had a delivery for Ben at the front gate. I was all set to lose my shit over the idea of someone knowing Ben was even here, much less someone delivering an unknown package to him, when my teammate cut me off.

“It’s a couple of guys from the Marian family. Maverick and Beau… they said they’re here to meet Griff and Sam and that they have, uh, the little girl’s… pet,” he said with an odd tone in his voice. “The IDs check out and Griff and Sam are waiting in the lodge. Shall I send them to meet you at the cabin?”

Thank god, Georgie’s kitty was here.

“No, we’ll meet them at the lodge. I’d like to keep people away from the cabin,” I responded just as Ben almost tripped again. I quickly ended the call and put my arm around his waist.

“Sorry,” he said. The red flush of embarrassment climbed up his neck. “Lazy feet.”

“Not lazy feet,” I corrected. “Exhausted man. We need to get you back to the cabin to rest. I shouldn’t have brought you out here for this long walk.”

He argued with me about it, but I noticed he didn’t pull away from the arm I kept wrapped around him in support.

“Who are we meeting at the lodge? What was that call about?”

“Princess Kitty is here,” I said.

Ben stopped walking. “What?”

“I guess Griff actually managed to get Georgie’s cat from Atlanta and had her brought to the lodge.”

“No, Reese… it’s not… how in the hell could he have gone to Atlanta and back that fast?”

I shrugged. “It sounds like he had some family members pick her up. Your brother must really want to impress you.”

Ben’s jaw tightened. “Don’t call him that.”

I wondered for the hundredth time what his deal was with Griff. It took us several minutes to make the walk to the lodge, since Ben was tiring so quickly, but when I offered to have a car pick us up, he refused. His face was a mask of anger and apprehension, and part of me wanted to offer to get the cat for him and bring the thing back to the cabin so he wouldn’t need to face Griff.

When we finally entered the big glass doors of the lodge building, I spotted a cluster of men sitting on some large sofas in the center of the lobby by the giant stone fireplace.

“There they are,” Blue said, standing up and greeting Piper as she wiggled her way over to him. “How was your treasure hunt?”

Jamie was the first to speak. “Great! We know all about the light brown apple moth and the grapeleaf skeletonizer. Georgie knew about some of the bugs without needing to ask!”

Tristan stepped up to join us with a big grin on his face. He shot Georgie a smile. “Wow, that’s amazing, Georgie. It took me forever to learn all those names, and I’ve been running this place for years! We don’t like having any of those guys here because they eat all of our grapevines. So we love the bats who keep them away. We also have dogs who help too. See that golden retriever by the fireplace?”

We looked over to see a snoozing dog who was obviously uninterested in the excitement around him. I figured the dog had to be practically dead to not notice the sudden tension in the air around us as Ben spotted his brother standing nervously by one of the couches, his husband at his back. Griff may have been the older brother, but Ben clearly had all the power at the moment.

“His name is Merlin, and his job is to keep away some of the bigger pests. Maybe we can show you another day how he does his job,” Tristan said.

Tristan and Blue tried leading us to the sitting area where I could see drinks and snacks laid out on a low coffee table. Jamie hurried to it to grab a cookie, urging Georgie to go with him, but the little girl hung back. She was leaning against Ben’s leg but holding onto my hand.

Griff was slow to approach Ben, as if maybe Ben was a time bomb waiting to go off. I wondered if I was the only one who knew how accurate that was.

“Good news,” he said with a tentative smile. “Maverick and Beau brought Princess Kitty.”

“Who are Maverick and Beau?” I asked.

Griff looked tentatively between Ben and me before responding. “Mav is one of my adopted brothers, and Beau is his husband. Maverick is also a veterinarian. They live in South Carolina so they offered to swing through Atlanta for us, since they were closer. Ronan” —Griff motioned to Ronan, who was sitting on one of the couches listening to his son’s excited ramblings about all the bugs they’d learned about— “had one of his security guys… or whatever… watching the place and he went in with Mav and Beau to get Princess Kitty and try to pick out some of Georgie’s and your clothes. I’m sorry, the place was a mess, but they found her, at least.”

I felt Ben bristle next to me. “You sent strangers into my apartment?”

Ben knew very well strangers had already been in the apartment since Ronan had told us it’d been trashed, but his tone was still cutting.

“He’s not a stranger, he’s my brother,” Griff said before his own words caused him to wince. “I mean—”

“Whatever. Where is she?” Ben snapped.

At that moment, the front doors of the lodge opened and two men entered, followed by a frisky brown-speckled dog. One of the men was carrying a small, very new-looking suitcase with unicorns on it and the other, a guy with dark hair, held a clear plastic box by its pink handle. The men were oblivious to the tense scene they’d walked in on because they both had mischievous grins on their faces.

“Oh!” Georgie squeaked, squeezing my hand. “That’s… that’s like Princess Kitty’s purse.”

I could tell she wanted to approach the man with the box but was too leery of the strangers. Fortunately, when they came to us, Georgie didn’t panic or try to move away.

“Hey, sorry, we had some trouble with this one,” the dark-haired guy said. “She tried to make a break for it in the car… probably tired from all the traveling.” He smiled and looked at Griff. “Hey, brother.”

Griff was clearly still reeling from Ben’s outburst, but he managed a smile and leaned in to clap his brother on the back. Then he was hugging the man I assumed was the husband, Beau.

“Um, guys, this is Ben,” Griff murmured. He motioned to me. “And Reese.” Griff’s smile was genuine when he looked at Georgie. “And this is Georgie, who’s very much been missing Princess Kitty. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”

Georgie nodded, but her eyes were on the cat… purse.

“Did you find her?” she asked nervously.

“We sure did, honey,” Beau said. “Your uncle Maverick has her,” he said as he nodded at his husband. “Princess Kitty definitely doesn’t like being in this thing,” he added as he pointed to the…

What the fuck kind of purse was that, anyway?

I was about to ask that very question when Maverick chose that moment to hold his hands out to us.

And sitting quietly in the middle of them was a giant tarantula spider. Griff must have noticed at the exact same moment I did.

“Oh dear god!” Griff cried as he jumped back and slammed into me. I shoved him but only so I could get farther away from Maverick myself.

“Christ, what is that?” I asked in a voice that definitely didn’t sound like my own.

“Princess Kitty!” Georgie exclaimed as she reached for the giant, furry monster.

“The cat is a spider,” Maverick said with a grin, placing the hideous thing into the handled box. “Beau can’t stop laughing.”

“The cat is a spider,” repeated Beau with a giggle.

“There she is,” said Ben with an affectionate smile as Georgie held out her hands to take the box from Maverick. “Hi Princess,” Ben cooed.

“Georgie, don’t!” I practically screamed like a… yeah, okay, like a crazy person. Was it suffocating in here or was that just me?

Ben turned and looked at me as the big-ass spider calmly shuffled sideways in the small box toward Georgie. The child was beaming. “Please tell me you’re not afraid of a little fuzzy spider?” Ben asked dryly.

I gawped at him. “A little… dude, that is not little! That’s a tarantula.”

“Yeah. I know. We’ve had her since Georgie was a baby,” Ben said.

Griff was still sputtering with shock and using me as a human shield. “You’ve… you’ve had that spider around a baby? Isn’t it poisonous? Why couldn’t you have an actual kitty like a regular family?”

The entire room went silent.

I reached for Ben, but he pulled away, his eyes frigid as he glared at his brother. Then he spoke, turning the entire room to ice.

“Well excuse me, Mr. Perfect. Not all of us got to grow up with millions of dollars in a swanky California mansion with a thousand perfect brothers and sisters and everything handed to him on a silver fucking platter!”

With that, he gently took his sister’s hand, grabbed the spider purse, and calmly led her away out of the lodge.