[Kendall]
“Elora ?” I ask when Dante puts her on the phone.
“Kendall! God, it’s so good to hear your voice,” Elora says, almost in a high-pitched squeal.
I wince and move the phone from my face, laughing a little. “It has been a while,” I say.
“Are you dying having to hang out with my boring, stupid brother all this time?” she asks.
I think about the night before, Camden biting my neck as he thrust into me, and I blush. “He’s not so bad.”
Elora scoffs. “You don’t have to lie to me. All he talks about is p***y and crime. It’s annoying.”
I swallow hard at her words. Camden hasn’t said anything to me about other women, but I know his reputation. Is it possible that he’s still in contact with some of these women? Surely not, right?
“Does he have a girlfriend?” I ask, looking around f
