“So, I’ve been thinking about a few things,” Fiifi started.
Something alarming caught in his gut, and Atu narrowed his eyes at his brother. “Are you about to lay some more of that existential crap on me, Fii? Because it’s been a long week, and I’d like at least three hours of sleep before I tackle your latest personal crisis.”
His brother’s face tightened, a flash of bleakness dancing across his features before he got his emotions under control.
Atu frowned. What was going on with his brother?
He glanced to the side, where the sisters were chatting in low tones, their heads close together.
As if sensing his scrutiny, Amelie slide her gaze towards him, her brown eyes holding his with more boldness than he’d thought her capable of. Why that triggered another blaze in his groin he refused to examine.
So the timid girl was growing a backbone. So what?
For more reasons than he could count, his interest in Amelie Hayford needed to remain at zero.
“I need a break.”
Atu’s gut twisted, and he dragged his gaze from Amelie to focus on his brother. “From what?”
For a tense stretch, Fiifi stared into his cognac. “From this life. From this place. From everything.”
“What does that mean exactly?” Atu pressed.
Instead of glancing at him, Fii swung his gaze to Esi like a heat-seeking missile. And stayed. She raised her head too and they stared at one another, speaking in a silent, intimate language that felt almost sacrilegious to watch. “Some things in life are too precious to let them pass you by,” his brother said, and despite the increasing volume of the music in the club, Atu heard the words as if they were spoken directly to his soul.
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