Just Between Us (Kings #3)

TEN

VEDA

I’d be lying if I said being included in the paintball outing wasn’t a major highlight for me. It was the most fun I’d had in years ... maybe ever. The Kings and Sullivans were officially ridiculous—slinging insults and jabs all day, but I couldn’t help but observe how good-natured it all seemed. For a generations-long rivalry, it appeared as though it might finally be healing.

I had even been added to the King-Sullivan group text thread the next day. It was like some strange crossover album where half of the members didn’t even want to be a part of it. I didn’t contribute to the conversation unless I was directly asked a question, but I was more than happy to be a silent observer.