Back to You: A Hudson Family Series- Book 1- Synclair and Reece by Chontelle Brison
Authors: Chontelle Brison
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here when I did this, but I guess he got tied up.” She clearly looked uneasy.
Confused I inquired, “Does he need to be here? Really, Rachel, this doesn’t actually involve me, this is between you and your family, and I’m just hanging around because I’m curious.” I gestured toward the door. I had no problems leaving, in fact, the notion was gaining more and more ground every second.
“Why don’t I head out, and you can have this discussion when your other brother gets here,” I proposed taking a backward step toward the door, towards fresh air and freedom
“No, please I want you to hear this.” She took a step towards me and I raised one eyebrow in confusion. She sounded frantic. I nodded for her to go on.
“Dalton, remember what I asked you to do?” I watched Rachel and Dalton have some unspoken exchange between themselves. It looked like there were having a disagreement without words. Finally, Dalton got up and leaned against the wall to my left. Surprised by his nearness I threw him a ‘what the hell?’ look. Shrugging he gave me a wry grin and angled back toward Rachel and saluted.
Not certain what was happening I placed my palm on the bat that I had leaned against the wall. I enjoyed the watchful expression on Dalton’s face when I smirked at him. That’s right asshole, you’re boxing me in and don’t think for a second I won’t take you out.
“I knew you guys were paying students at UNLV to keep an eye on me. So after dating a few guys, I ended up working for Synclair in the bar, I used her last name in my contacts so that your spies would think I had a boyfriend, just to piss you guys off. It wasn’t until your little snoop, whom I’m guessing was my friend Carla, heard the message from Synclair about changing what time I was needed at the bar that you guys found out about it. I realized I shouldn’t have checked my voicemail on speakerphone,"
She pointed her finger at Lucas. To his credit, he actually looked guilty. “I knew when I said I wanted to go to the University in Las Vegas, my brothers were going to flip. They wanted me to go to the University in Reno because it was closer, but I wanted to get out of this town and stretch my wings, I graduated high school at 17 so I still needed their okay on everything for the schooIs was applying to.” Rachel’s gaze never left me. So far, it seemed plausible. Smart, Small-town girl requires a little adventure and independence.
“I started UNLV at 18 1/2. I got a fake id and stuff so that I could go to the bars. When I stumbled into the bar almost two years ago, you thought I was 21. When you wanted to hire me as a barmaid, I asked my classmates at school what to do. I don’t know how they did it but they got paperwork to give to Uncle Jack for the payroll stuff.”
Shit, I completely froze where I stood. I had employed an underage girl to work in a bar? I felt my face drain of color then flush right back with rage.
“So when I discovered those birthday cards, they weren’t old? You just turned 21 like recently?” I hollered. I observed her nod, guilt evident.
“God dammit Rachel, you have any idea the trouble I could have gotten into?” It was obvious by the expression on her face that she didn’t.
“Hey, now, you got duped by an underage girl and you’re furious at her? Shouldn’t this Uncle Jack person have spotted the phony documents?” Matt asked indignantly.
Okay, he was defending his sister, I could give him that. I hadn’t blown him out of the water with his family by announcing them what I knew about him, but I was getting really close.
Grabbing the bat tighter, I gave my best death stare to Matt. He must have realized the leverage I had on him, because he immediately glanced away, muttering about shit storms and small worlds.
Just for effect, I walked to the back of the sofa that Matt was perched on. I let the bat hang limp at my side. I was still aware of Dalton’s position, he was still in my vision to
Confused I inquired, “Does he need to be here? Really, Rachel, this doesn’t actually involve me, this is between you and your family, and I’m just hanging around because I’m curious.” I gestured toward the door. I had no problems leaving, in fact, the notion was gaining more and more ground every second.
“Why don’t I head out, and you can have this discussion when your other brother gets here,” I proposed taking a backward step toward the door, towards fresh air and freedom
“No, please I want you to hear this.” She took a step towards me and I raised one eyebrow in confusion. She sounded frantic. I nodded for her to go on.
“Dalton, remember what I asked you to do?” I watched Rachel and Dalton have some unspoken exchange between themselves. It looked like there were having a disagreement without words. Finally, Dalton got up and leaned against the wall to my left. Surprised by his nearness I threw him a ‘what the hell?’ look. Shrugging he gave me a wry grin and angled back toward Rachel and saluted.
Not certain what was happening I placed my palm on the bat that I had leaned against the wall. I enjoyed the watchful expression on Dalton’s face when I smirked at him. That’s right asshole, you’re boxing me in and don’t think for a second I won’t take you out.
“I knew you guys were paying students at UNLV to keep an eye on me. So after dating a few guys, I ended up working for Synclair in the bar, I used her last name in my contacts so that your spies would think I had a boyfriend, just to piss you guys off. It wasn’t until your little snoop, whom I’m guessing was my friend Carla, heard the message from Synclair about changing what time I was needed at the bar that you guys found out about it. I realized I shouldn’t have checked my voicemail on speakerphone,"
She pointed her finger at Lucas. To his credit, he actually looked guilty. “I knew when I said I wanted to go to the University in Las Vegas, my brothers were going to flip. They wanted me to go to the University in Reno because it was closer, but I wanted to get out of this town and stretch my wings, I graduated high school at 17 so I still needed their okay on everything for the schooIs was applying to.” Rachel’s gaze never left me. So far, it seemed plausible. Smart, Small-town girl requires a little adventure and independence.
“I started UNLV at 18 1/2. I got a fake id and stuff so that I could go to the bars. When I stumbled into the bar almost two years ago, you thought I was 21. When you wanted to hire me as a barmaid, I asked my classmates at school what to do. I don’t know how they did it but they got paperwork to give to Uncle Jack for the payroll stuff.”
Shit, I completely froze where I stood. I had employed an underage girl to work in a bar? I felt my face drain of color then flush right back with rage.
“So when I discovered those birthday cards, they weren’t old? You just turned 21 like recently?” I hollered. I observed her nod, guilt evident.
“God dammit Rachel, you have any idea the trouble I could have gotten into?” It was obvious by the expression on her face that she didn’t.
“Hey, now, you got duped by an underage girl and you’re furious at her? Shouldn’t this Uncle Jack person have spotted the phony documents?” Matt asked indignantly.
Okay, he was defending his sister, I could give him that. I hadn’t blown him out of the water with his family by announcing them what I knew about him, but I was getting really close.
Grabbing the bat tighter, I gave my best death stare to Matt. He must have realized the leverage I had on him, because he immediately glanced away, muttering about shit storms and small worlds.
Just for effect, I walked to the back of the sofa that Matt was perched on. I let the bat hang limp at my side. I was still aware of Dalton’s position, he was still in my vision to
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