Broken Lies (Broken Series) by Azure Boone Read Free Book Online

a two hundred pound, lied-her-ass-off-on-the-internet, squealing Romanian in a giant red moomoo dress.
    “ Since my job doubled, does my pay?” Seth muttered.
    Daniel was speechless as he numbly waved. “Just help me get through this without accidentally offending her and I’ll triple your pay. Fuck!”
    “ Yeah, you do the same for me.”
    “Shh!” Sofia snapped before rushing to embrace her friend.
    “I’ll get her bags,” Daniel said.
    Seth grabbed his arm. “That would be my job thank you.” He hurried ahead to the bag station.
    “And there goes Daniel’s brother,” Sofia said, wondering.
    “He’s going get her bags.” Daniel held a hand out to Dara.
    She gasped, looking him over then bounced black bushy caterpillar brows at him. “He looks even yummier in person, momma!” She whacked his hand away. “For you, a hug.” She slammed him with her body and Daniel had to wrap his arms around her to keep from being knocked on his ass. She laughed boisterously. “Such a fine man Sofia!”
    Sofia laughed a bit too loudly. “Yes that he is. Very fine man. In every way.”
    The beast of a woman finally released him and Daniel returned the compliment, “You look…amazing, I’m so glad you’ve come.”
    God help him.
    “Nonsense!” Then something in Romanian. “The pleasure is me.”

 
    Chapter Seven
    The drive back to the house was priceless. Daniel wished he’d had a recorder for every time Seth said “oh my.” He could create a lullaby with it and sleep like a baby with a shit-eating grin on his face for eternity. And every time she leaned her head toward him—which was often—he knew it accompanied touchy feely, hopefully gropey contact. Just that alone was worth his life savings.
    At home, Sofia helped Dara get settled in her room and Daniel and Seth prepared to cook for the women. Daniel insisted. His treat from America to Romania. Seth finally let out a huge sigh. “Look, I can’t handle her—”
    “Oh yes you can,” Daniel cut him off. “And you will. I need you.” It dawned on Daniel that he had no authority over Seth and he suddenly panicked. “Please!”
    Seth rolled his eyes and leaned his back against the counter. “She touches too much.”
    Like that was the one thing he couldn’t handle. “So don’t get too close.”
    Seth’s eyes widened. “Have you not noticed she’s a frikn freight train? No,” he covered his eyes a moment. “More like a marshmallow of estrogen in a red robe and suction cups for hands.” He gasped, his eyes wide. “And she touches me.”
    Daniel couldn’t hold his laughter back any more. God he was funny.  “Oh my,” D aniel mocked.
    “This so isn’t funny man. I don’t like being touched.”
    Daniel doubled over, holding the counter, breathless. “Oh my,” he finally managed.
    “Maybe I could get Rene—”
    Daniel sobered immediately and straightened, making sure they were still alone. “Don’t fucking bring her back over here.”
    “And why not?”
    Daniel glared at him, not liking the challenge in his tone. But he also knew he needed him now that Dara was going to be maintenance with no returns.
    Shit.
    “Because we have a history.”
    “No shit,” Seth said dryly.
    “You knew that,” Daniel accused lightly.
    Seth snorted with a smirk. “You think I want your leftovers brother? I knew when she said it. I assure you if I had known before, I wouldn’t have touched her.”
    Daniel eyed him, trying to read through his bullshit. “Too good for leftovers?”
    Seth met his gaze confidently. “Damn right.”
    Hm. Admirable if Seth wasn’t full of it. He saw through that false cockiness. The kind you got from lies and make believe. “Fair enough. So what do you want from me Seth? How much money will it take to get you to help me?”
    Seth’s jaw ticked and Daniel braced for the wheels turning in his eyes. He turned his head away and shrugged. “I’ll take ten thousand for two weeks. Then I’ll disappear.”
    The word