Drake Sisters 04 - Dangerous Tides

kissed me. I've been totally violated." She glared at the empty doorway.

    "You kissed him back, Hannah."

    "I most certainly did not," she denied vehemently.

    Jonas whistled as he walked out of the house, slamming the living room door as he left.

    "Why didn't you kick him?" Libby asked. There was definite kissing on Hannah's part, but Libby thought it best not to pursue it.

    "I couldn't think." Hannah defended herself. "He took me by surprise. He's never done anything like that before. Ugg. I can still feel him." She touched her lips with her fingertips, almost a caress, rather than rubbing the kiss off. "He's such a rat. I'm going to have nightmares. And I'm going to retaliate."

    "You're going to waylay him and kiss him?" Libby asked helpfully.

    "That's not funny. I'm going to find a spell that will turn his lips numb."

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    Libby burst out laughing. "You might want to be careful. Jonas would know and his retaliation might be much worse."

    "It's always bugged me that the house lets him in, like he's family or something."

    "He is family, you dope," Libby said affectionately. "Jonas is the only brother we have."

    Hannah made a face. "Not to me. I'm working on finding a way to make all the doors slam in his face when he tries to get in. I tried the gate, but the lock just falls off if he approaches and I can't do anything about that."

    "You spend entirely too much time thinking of ways to annoy Jonas."

    "Well, that's because he annoys me. He called me scrawny the other day. And he said I'd lost weight again and if I lost any more he was going to put my skeleton to rest."

    "When did he say that?" Libby heard the hurt in her sister's voice.

    "Oh, he came by yesterday to check on you. You were asleep so he bugged me. I have to stay thin or I lose my job."

    Libby studied Hannah for a moment. She was so beautiful it was easy to just dismiss everything else beyond the surface, but Jonas was right, she was thinner. A lot thinner. "You are losing weight, Hannah,"
    she said as gently as possible. "You need to eat more."

    "I can't. I have a big show coming up in New York and I was told to make certain I didn't have an ounce of weight on me. Greg Simpson implied I was gaining." Hannah looked down at her hands. "I had the phone on speaker and Jonas came in and went berserk when he heard Greg tell me to keep the weight off. Jonas said it was stupid to be so vain and I was killing myself in order to be famous and it was only my need for constant adoration." Hannah paused, pushing back her hair in an unconscious, sexy gesture. "Jonas even said he could put his hand around my thigh. He was horrible and my agent heard every word."

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    "Hannah. You didn't say anything to any of us. Jonas can be such an ass, but I'm sure he was thinking he was protecting you. You're beautiful and you're already very thin. I can't imagine that you've been gaining weight."

    "No, but I'm getting older. You can't be on top forever."

    Libby held her hand out to her sister. "You aren't old and you know it."

    "This business is a young woman's game. Few careers last past late twenties and early thirties, not on the runway."

    "You've banked nearly every cent you've earned. How long do you want to keep going at it?"

    "What else do I have, Libby? I can't talk to people, you know that. Without you and the others to help me, I stammer and have panic attacks. I have no other skills."

    "You speak several languages, Hannah."

    Hannah laughed. "Libby, it doesn't do much good if I can't actually utter a word around people. Once my career is over, I'm done. I don't know who I am or what I'd do."

    "I had no idea you felt that way." Libby leaned closer. "Hannah, you are eating, aren't you?"

    Hannah hesitated briefly then shrugged. "I don't know how to eat anymore. I haven't eaten for the last seven years."

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    other. Hannah did look too thin. Beautiful, but far too thin. Jonas probably could put his fingers around her thigh—and that was way too thin. Why hadn't Libby noticed? She was a doctor. "I'm sorry, baby, I should have