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"Hey, it’s fine Sure, they do, but the tiht for n of Kara’s line of questioning having hit a nerve "I’d been living in Vegas a while The place can drive you a little crazy if you let it I’d split fro about the phrase lit the fire of irritation in Kara’s belly again, she couldn’t have said why

"Don’t tell irl"

Sophie stood up pointedly "Kara, could you help me inside for a sec, please?"

As Kara stood to follow Sophie, Lucien pushed the platter towards Dylan for seconds

"I never had an annoying younger sister, Dylan, but if I had to ifully at Kara’s back as she walked away, and she turned and shot hietic sot into you?" Sophie hissed as soon as they were safely inside the villa

Kara shrugged, aware that her behaviour had been questionable at best "I just get the wrong vibe froht be in Ibiza, but since when did you get vibes? You don’t know the first thing about Dylan"

"Exactly! Do you?" Kara said "Does Lucien?"

"No I don’t, but I trust Lucien’s judgeeer hole by pushing her point The vibe she got from Dylan Day wasn’t an untrustworthy one She didn’t fear that he was going to rip her friends off or that he’d be terrible at his job It was far less tangible than that The man just somehow pushed her buttons

Her alive button

Her awareness button

Her turned on button

In Kara’s book, they were all buttons that she didn’t want pressed This summer, and probably the next one too for that h work and friends Her heart had been well and truly trampled on, and it wasn’t anywhere near ready to be prodded and poked by an American with a chip on his shoulder and a smart comeback always on his lips

But Kara was ready to play nice for Sophie’s sake

"Okay" She sighed, and then smiled "Okay I’ll be on ise for the Lola coht you of all people would have so her a fresh bottle of chaht be broken-hearted for all you know"

Kara huffed as she left the kitchen "He doesn’t look broken-hearted to me" Quite the reverse, in fact, she added, to herself