Accidentally Hooked (The Naked Truth Series Book 1)

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Authors: Carmen Falcone
high school. This is full-on disaster. Why won’t you tell me what’s wrong?” Kika raised her voice, a part of her regretting it immediately. The other part warned her Luna had always been slippery, and this time, Kika couldn’t stand her evasiveness. Not when violence was involved. The need to take down the son of a bitch who did that to her sister throbbed Kika’s temple.
    “Because a lot has changed. I’ve changed.” The pain in Luna’s eyes sparked, like it surpassed the physical one.
    Kika’s heart contracted and she had to touch it and rub it to try foolishly get rid of the suffocating guilt. The same one that had haunted her after Freddy’s death. Kika swallowed the regret lodging in her throat. For the past six years, she’d been the one who should be ashamed. Turning her friendship to her sister into a couple of times a year event, always searching for work as far from her as she could. She hadn’t listened to Luna when she should have, and that had cost Freddy his life. Their brother.
    “I haven’t been here for you, but I am now,” Kika pushed the words out, fighting her blurry vision.
    Luna didn’t hesitate and plopped down on the loveseat, her mouth trembling, tears rolling down her cheeks.
    Could they ever be the way they once were? Kika knelt down in front of her sister. Uncertain but unwilling to stop, she reached out and hugged her. Within seconds, the tight embrace pulled a sob out of Luna’s throat, bringing more turmoil than peace. Kika scooted back a bit, to give her time.
    “I can’t cry.” Luna frowned, makeup smearing her pretty face. “It hurts when I cry.”
    Kika wiped the tears with the back of her hands, chewing her lip and no longer trying to fight her own. “Then I’ll cry for you,” she offered.
    Luna gave a nervous laughter. “Dang. For you to cry I must really look like crap.”
    Biting back a smile, Kika sniffed. “Hey I’ve always told you I was the better looking sister. Now there’s evidence.”
    “Remember that security guy from the hotel where I worked? The one I mentioned was a jerk?” Luna straightened, her hands balling into fists.
    “He did this to you?”
    Luna turned her head away. “He did it because I pushed a guest away.”
    Kika curled her hand into a fist, her fingers biting into her skin. Her chin jerked as her blood went down on a slow simmer. “That’s ridiculous. Who in the world does that?”
    “Kika… the guest was also…a client. I’ve been moonlighting as a high-end call girl.”
    Call girl. The word hit her like a rock to the chest. She struggled to pull a breath, sagging her shoulders against the back of the sofa and stilling her blood. Call girl. Couldn’t be. But the honesty in Luna’s eyes never failed. Her sister had never been a good liar. And right now, a selfish part of Kika almost wished that she was.
    “Why?” She pushed the question out of her Nevada desert-dry throat. The image of the hot Aussie she bedded formed in her mind, and she shook it away. Living a fantasy for one night had to be different than selling your body over and over. Whether she was being hypocrite or pragmatic, she’d work that out later.
    “Tia Rosa slipped in her tub and broke her hips. She has no insurance, and she needed a hip replacement surgery fast. She was in a lot of pain.” Luna wept. “A couple of other girls at work do it, and they’re making tons of money.”
    “Couldn’t she apply for Medicaid?”
    “She isn’t a citizen, remember? That would have been even worse.”
    “Why didn’t you tell me about our aunt?”
    “I assumed you didn’t have the cash, either.” Luna shrugged. “I’ve only done it for two months. I just wanted to pay Tia Rosa’s bills. Omar, the security guy, runs a very tight scheme. He’s never hit me before. Last night, I refused to go with a client and he pulled me to the side after my shift for a cozy chat. You should have seen the man, though. So rude and acting like—”
    A red veil

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