Page 25 of Silks

“Your goddamn brother, of course,” he whispered in agony, darting his eyes back and forth. “If you’re somewhere, he’s going to be there, too.”

I felt a vicious satisfaction that he was afraid of Teddy.

“The rule change is coming,” I said. “I’m going to enjoy you being disqualified for using the riding crop.”

“Why you little—” he began, then with a yelp he darted away.

I half-turned and of course there was my big as fuck brother, heading purposefully toward us.

I stifled my own urge to yelp and headed in the opposite direction, threading my way through the crowds.

The jury was in. I was way too big of a bitch to do undercover work and that was all there was to it.

I was wondering how much time I could actually get off for good behavior when I ran into Chet himself.

“Ophelia!” he said appreciatively, but he too darted his eyes around me.

“Want to go somewhere quieter?” I asked, putting my hand on his arm.

Away from my brother.

“I bet we could get into one of the crew cabins.”

I didn’t have all motherfucking year to listen to him waffling around about the office he wanted.

I needed to get this information now.

I put a hand on his arm to encourage him, and he had just put an arm low on my waist, right above my hips, when suddenly Teddy was there.

“Did I not make myself clear at the golf course?” he growled, pulling me out of Chet’s arms and propelling me firmly away.

Chapter 9 (Teddy)

“Why can’t you leave me alone?” Ophelia hissed. “I don’t want to be around you, Teddy! We aren’t going to go back to how we used to be. So get it through your head. I don’t want to see you.”

Her words fucking stung.