happy.
Apparently, Helen wasn?t the only one. Pandora came into the
kitchen with a yoga glow, humming to herself. She didn?t have on
her bracelets. Instead, it was her anklets and a spangled belly chain
that were jingling away cheerily with every step and sway of her
hips.
?Oh my gods, I love that!? she exclaimed, reaching out and touching
the charm Helen always wore around her neck. ?I always say, if
it isn?t plastered with diamonds it isn?t really jewelry.?
?What?? Helen asked, puzzled, looking down. Pandora was chugging
from a bottle she took from the fridge and didn?t hear.
?The workout room is all yours,? she tossed back over her
shoulder at Hector. Helen fingered her heart necklace and
wondered why Pandora had mentioned diamonds. There were no
diamonds on her charm.
?You ready for a beating, Princess?? Hector asked once his aunt
had danced out of the room.
?Do you have to call me that?? Helen huffed, wondering if being a
dick was part of his strategy or if it was just his personality
baseline.
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?Well, now I do,? he smirked, pleased with himself for hitting a
nerve.
?Let?s go before I wreck Noel?s kitchen with your big, stupid
face.?
?That?s the spirit,? he said encouragingly. Helen had to laugh. He
really could be quite charming when he wasn?t trying to kill her.
Hector and Lucas started Helen out on the heavy bag, thinking
that it was the most basic place to begin. She didn?t get it. She tried
to follow through with her hips like they told her, but she kept positioning