“Read,” I order.
“Out loud?”
“Yep. And once you’re done, I want you to summarize what you just read. Think you can handle that?”
There’s a beat, and then his bottom lip quivers. “This might be the wrong time to tell you, but…I can’t read.”
My jaw falls open. Holy shit. He can’t be seri—
Garrett barks out a laugh. “Relax, I’m fucking around with you.” Then he scowls at me. “You actually thought I couldn’t read? Jesus Christ, Wellsy.”
I offer a sweet smile. “Wouldn’t have surprised me in the slightest.”
―
Elle Kennedy,
The Deal