An Act of Obsession (Acts of Honor Book 3) by K.C. Lynn Read Free Book Online

thing.”
    “I’m right about everything, but what exactly are you talking about?”
    A giggle escapes her before it softens into a smile. “That I’ll be your baby sister forever,” she whispers. “Never doubt that, Kolan. Not even Nick could change that. It’s always been you and me, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
    The fear I had of losing her begins to dissipate.
    Straightening, she continues the task at hand, the sound of her shears filling the sudden silence.
    “You need any money?” I ask, then clear my throat when I hear how gruff I sound. “For the wedding, I mean.”
    “No, I don’t, but thank you anyway.”
    I knew she would say that. “I’m paying for your dress.”
    She shakes her head. “I don’t need you to.”
    “I don’t care. I want to, Katelyn. It matters to me.”
    Hearing the seriousness in my voice, her eyes find mine in the mirror again. “Okay,” she relents with a nod. “Thank you.”
    “You’re welcome.”
    While she finishes my hair, she fills me in on the family, telling me about our Uncle Joshua, Aunt Linda, Papa George, and even Pop. Which isn’t a bad thing I guess, since I never go to the weekly Sunday suppers my aunt hosts. I never have. It’s not my thing. My sister is my family and that’s how I like to keep it. I’ve always included Faith in that small circle, but I get to see her more often now that I work at the gym.
    As Katelyn brushes the loose hair from my neck, the door beeps, signaling someone’s arrival. Nick comes striding in from around the corner and just like that, she’s gone, running into his arms.
    “Hey, baby.” He pulls her in close, making me want to beat the shit out of him.
    “RoboCop,” I greet him, putting my hat back on as I stand.
    “Catwoman,” he counters.
    My eyes narrow. “That name makes no fucking sense. I look nothing like her.”
    “And I look like fucking RoboCop?”
    “Yes, it suits what you do. Or maybe my sister is right and Miami Vice is best,” I say, reaching out to tug the strands brushing his collar. “It does look like you have a party going on in the back.”
    He slaps my arm away. “The hell I do.”
    Katelyn laughs. “No way. There are a lot of things you could tease Nick about, but his hair isn’t one of them. Like I said, you guys have amazing hair and it’s all thanks to me.”
    I can’t deny that. She’s the best in her profession, and I’m not just saying that because she’s my sister.
    “You sure you can’t come with us for supper?” she asks again.
    “If money is a problem, I can pay for you,” Nick offers with a smirk, flicking the brim of my hat to knock it off my head.
    Asshole.
    I shove him. “I have more money than you, dickhead. You just worry about feeding my sister and make sure she gets whatever she wants.”
    “I always do.”
    Damn straight he does, because I’d kick his ass if he didn’t.
    “Promise we’ll do something soon?” Katelyn asks.
    “Yeah, Kate. I promise.” Leaning in, I kiss her cheek and slip some money into her pocket, knowing she will refuse otherwise. Then I shake Nick’s hand, because most of the time I like him and it makes my sister happy.
    As I leave the salon, stepping out onto the sidewalk, a small body crashes into me. “Whoa…” I grab hold of narrow shoulders while delicate hands fist my shirt. I instantly register who it is from the slender curves pressing against me—the same ones I’ve felt all week and have committed to memory.
    Lia gasps. “I’m so sorry. I—” Her words fade when she looks up to see it’s me. “Kolan.”
    The sound of my name falling past her lips has my dick turning hard.
    I really need to get laid.
    Before I have a chance to say anything, Katelyn comes dashing out of the salon. “Kolan, wait. I forgot to ask…” She trails off at the sight of Lia in my arms. “Oh, who’s your friend?”
    Lia shoves against my chest. It’s then I get my first full look at her. She wears a pair of light denim