Hot Revenge Box Set 4

James

In the kitchen, pushing bacon around a pan, I ponder how to square the circle and re-introduce Georgie and Charlotte. The fact is that Georgie created the whole hornets’ nest herself by being so appallingly rude, not just to me, but Charlotte too, the first time they met.

But if I truly want any kind of future relationship with my daughter… my elder daughter… I need to get the pair of them, if not friendly, at least polite with each other.

Richard and Beth descend the stairs, she leaning heavily on him for support. She sits clumsily, trying to find a comfortable position so she can eat.

Fanning her face, “I can barely reach the table over my stomach.” She’s laughing but the laugh sounds strained and she runs hands over her enormous belly. “I’ll be glad when Adam arrives and I can get back to being able to move again.

Charlotte looks up from where she is giving Cara her breakfast. “Know what you mean. I tell you, it’s a real relief afterwards, getting back to feeling you’re the only one occupying your body.”

Beth sags, blowing air, but Richard is there, serving her with her favourite muesli and yoghurt. He kisses her cheek. “Not long now, my Love.”

I poke at the bacon then flip it over in the pan, “Anything special you’d like, Beth?”

She brightens. “A boiled egg?”

“No problem. Just the one?”

“Two, then.”

“Coming up.” I head for the fridge. “Anyone else for boiled eggs?”

a knock. Michael

Damn…

only so many options for who could be knocking at this

Only one in fact.

say, setting the frying pan to one side. “I will. You stay

closer to Charlotte’s.

hall, I work at quelling the unease in my

dark daughter, Georgie. Chin lifted, eyeing me, “Hi, Dad. Can I come in?” As I hesitate, she says, “I promise I’ll behave. I won’t

then.” Opening the door wide,

she sees Georgie. Turning away, to Cara’s squalled protests, she

“This is your home. Georgie is the visitor here.” I flash eyes at my daughter and she looks away,

towards Charlotte, then falters at the cat-eyed warning there. Charlotte holds Cara, cradling her close to the

For being so rude to you before. I… I was hoping we

Georgie. Then, to Michael, sitting by her, head tilted. He murmurs something to her.

head. “Apology

for the door. She doesn’t quite brush past me, but instead, halts. “’Scuse me. Can I come past,

out to see where she’s headed. Charlotte bolts along the hall and up the stairs, casting a look down at me from

glum-faced. “Sorry, Dad. I wanted to make it

apologise to, Georgie. I’d