CHAPTER TWELVE
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Emily stumbled forward, but grabbed Brown as if she were about to fall. “You know Luke?”
I closed my mouth and glanced at Gavin, who winked at me.
‘Bastard vampire.’
“Ooh, I heard that!” Brown squeaked.
Gavin looked at her, surprised. So did I, oh hell. If she could hear thoughts, this wasn’t good.
“I just heard a thought! Someone thought, ‘b***h?’ Is that right? Who would—” Then she jumped and looked at Emily, whose hand was now fisted into her sleeve. “Oh. Nevermind!” She sent us an impish grin. “My bad.”
“What’s going on?” Pippa stood in the doorway. Her hand stayed on the frame as if she was going to bolt any moment.
Emily turned to her. “Davy is a liar and a cheat. And a backstabber.”
Pippa looked at me. Her mouth fell open and the questions flew over
