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Authors: Krista Ritchie,Becca Ritchie

Some Kind of Perfect (Calloway Sisters #4.5)

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Contents

Title Page

Copyright

Recommended Reading Order

A Note From the Authors

2018

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

2019

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Eliot Alice Cobalt

Chapter 15

Luna Hale

Chapter 16

2020

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Tom Carraway Cobalt

2021

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

2022

Ben Pirrip Cobalt

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Xander Hale

2023

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

2024

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

Winona Briar Meadows

Chapter 38

Chapter 39

Vada Lauren Abbey

Chapter 40

Kinney Hale

Chapter 41

2025

Chapter 42

Audrey Virginia Cobalt

Chapter 43

Chapter 44

Chapter 45

Chapter 46

Chapter 47

2026

Chapter 48

Chapter 49

Chapter 50

Chapter 51

2027

Chapter 52

Chapter 53

Chapter 54

Chapter 55

Chapter 56

Chapter 57

Chapter 58

Chapter 59

Chapter 60

Chapter 61

2028

Chapter 62

Farewell 1

Farewell 2

So Long 1

So Long 2

Goodbye 1

Goodbye 2

Acknowledgements

Information & Updates

More Books

Coming Soon

 

 

SOME KIND OF PERFECT

KRISTA & BECCA RITCHIE

 

www.kbritchie.com

 

 

Some Kind of Perfect Copyright © 2016 by K.B. Ritchie

 

All rights reserved.

This book may not be reproduced or transmitted in any capacity without written permission by the publisher, except by a reviewer who may quote brief passages for review purposes.

 

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the authors’ imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

 

Cover image © Stocksy

Cover design by Twin Cove Designs

 

 

ADDICTED SERIES

RECOMMENDED READING ORDER

 

Addicted to You
(Addicted #1)

Ricochet
(Addicted #1.5)

Addicted for Now
(Addicted #2)

Kiss the Sky
(Spin-Off: Calloway Sisters #1)

Hothouse Flower
(Calloway Sisters #2)

Thrive
(Addicted #2.5)

Addicted After All
(Addicted #3)

Fuel the Fire
(Calloway Sisters #3)

Long Way Down
(Calloway Sisters #4)

Some Kind of Perfect
(Calloway Sisters #4.5)

 

More information about the reading order can be found on
Fizz Life
.

 

 

A NOTE FROM THE AUTHORS

 

It is highly recommended to read this book after
Long Way Down.
Otherwise,
it will spoil the entire series.
Some Kind of Perfect
is meant to be the 10
th
book in the series. The epilogue novel. The conclusion.

 

 

2018

 

“I’m always going to be a sex addict, but I’m more than just sex.”

 

- Lily Hale,
We Are Calloway
(Season 1 Episode 01 – Pilot)

 

{
1 }

June 2018

Hale Co. Lobby

Philadelphia

 

LILY HALE

I’ve never been punched in the face before, but I imagine this is how it feels. Below my eye, the skin puffs and swells with constant throbbing pain. I cover the right one with my palm, afraid if I drop my hand, half of my face may fall apart altogether. Just like Mrs. Potato Head.

That’s me.

Lily Potato Head Hale.

For the moment at least. I’m a mess, and it’s not even my fault.

Lo clutches my wrist, attempting to tug my hand down, but I don’t relinquish that easily.
Lest my eyeball pop out of the socket.

“Let me see, Lil.” His amber irises rage hot between concern and anger.

We’re not in private. We stand in the very center of Hale Co.’s pristine lobby, the waxed marble floors reflecting my discomfort back at me. I can’t hide behind the fiddleleaf fig plants, their ceramic pots stationed on either side of the shiny elevators.

I’m not a botanist or suddenly fascinated by foliage, but Connor mentioned their specific name one day. Apparently Cobalt Inc. has English Ivy in their lobby. I didn’t know someone could find a way to be conceited about houseplants, but Connor has lots of talent in making his belongings seem superior.

Maybe because they are.

I shake out the thought. I don’t need the fiddleleaf figs or Connor’s English Ivy. I can stand here. Right here. Out in the open. I know I can.

At the sleek entrance desk, a pretty blonde receptionist watches us like she’s tuned into a television show. She doesn’t even care as my sole eye meets her eye. And she’s not the only one. Hale Co. employees push through the revolving doors and depart from the beeping elevators, and their wandering gazes plaster onto us.

Loren Hale might be the boss, but I don’t show up at his offices that often. Let alone flanked by
three
bodyguards. They do their best to subdue the crowds outside, which start dispersing. Younger teens hoist posters like:
kiss me, Loren Hale!
and
my cinnamon roll Loren Hale
and
we love you, Lily!
They wait by the curb on the chance that we’ll exit, but they can’t see us through the tinted windows.

It’s not their fault my eye swells either.

My bodyguards couldn’t prepare for the
one
hostile stranger. It’s usually just one bad apple.

And this apple happened to throw a plastic penis at my face. Which, granted, has happened before, but none have ever made contact.

Now I’m suffering from being literally smacked in the face with a penis, and I’m not sure what hurts more: my face or my dignity.

Probably my face.

It fucking hurts.

Lo cups my cheeks, his features contorting through a series of emotions. “Are you crying?”

“No…my one eye is just watering.” I sniff before my watery eye morphs into full-fledged tears.

His cheekbones cut sharp. “That asshat is road kill.”

It sounds less like a threat and more like a character description. When Lo realizes that I am in no way dropping my hand, he tucks my gangly frame closer to his hard chest.

My tense shoulders nearly melt, but my palm stays its course, keeping my face together. I am one step away from a Picasso painting.

Lo fumes beneath his breath, “A goddamn disgrace to human kind.” His fury is radiating so much that I almost expect flames to shoot out of him like Cannonball from
X-Men.

For some reason, I decide now’s a great time to bring it up. “You look like Cannonball.”

“I didn’t realize I have blond hair…oh wait, I don’t,” he says dryly. “And I haven’t checked my ass recently, but I’m really fucking positive fire isn’t shooting out of it.”

Talk of his ass distracts me. I almost sneak a peek, but my long-time bodyguard approaches us. Bald, burly, and extremely tall, Garth is the most experienced bodyguard of them all. As the head of the fleet, he has the unique job of ordering Rose and Connor’s bodyguards around. It’s one of the few things I can hang over their heads with pride.

My bodyguard is better than your bodyguard, ha!

Lo speaks first, his eyes narrowing to scalding pinpoints. “Did security get him?”

Garth nods. “They’re calling the police now.” To me, he asks, “Do you need to go to the hospital?”

Before Lo insists, I blurt out, “No! I’m fine. Seriously I just got punched.”
By a penis.
What is my life?

Lo stares down at me like I’ve lost my mind. I haven’t. I’m completely sane. None of the guys would go to the hospital for this, and I don’t want to either just because I’m the girl.
So there.

Lo can’t read my mind though. “If you don’t need a hospital, then let me see.” He grabs my wrist again, and his other hand coyly slides down the length of my hip.
Where is that going?

I watch it, sort of distracted by his jawline, which is closer to me—really his entire
body
is
close to me. His black slacks, black V-neck shirt, arrowhead necklace, soft skin and light brown hair. Just all of him: the entirety of Loren Hale. Ice and whiskey.

But the metaphorical whiskey.

His hand continues to dip down my cotton black dress, which resembles an extra long T-shirt. I feel his palm slip to my lower back, descending and descending—he squeezes my butt!

I startle enough that I surrender. Public displays are frequent between us, but surprise ass-grabs still do
surprise
me.

With both of my hands clutched to his belt loops, he has free view of my whole face. I watch his expression grind through more dark and stormy sentiments. Then his throat bobs, and his eyes lose all trace of anger.

“Lil,” he breathes, holding my cheek again.

“It’s that bad?” I pat the tender skin with my fingertips. It stings, so I lower my hand.

He shakes his head slowly and then forces out a sharp, “No.” Lo has started doing this thing when he lies: his eyes dart to the side for a millisecond before returning to me. He adds, “Don’t give me that look.”

“What look?”

“The one that says,
you’re a lying liar, Loren Hale.

“Then tell me I look like the best Lily Hale you’ve ever seen.” I try to straighten up to appear like the best version of Lily. I can’t recall what version I’m on. Maybe Lily 8.2.

He grimaces at my eye. “You’re the best Lily—but your eye looks like shit, which is
not
your fault.”

“I know.”

He nods, more to himself. “Can you see out of it?”

My eyelid droops, and it hurts to lift it up. “A bit.”

Lo nods again, but this time, his gaze flashes murderously. He turns to Garth. “We’re pressing charges for assault. You can stay here with the other bodyguards and wait for our lawyers. When you’re finished, you can meet us at my office.” Lo is so assured, no indecisiveness or need to turn to his father or a friend.

After Garth agrees, we walk to the elevators, and Lo’s confidence never vanishes. I inspect my face in the shiny elevator door while we wait.

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