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“Don’t worry, you cheeky boy, we won’t tell the town,” Esther assured him.
“What the fuck is rule number one?” I asked, desperately wanting to know. Esther grabbed my elbow and leaned in closer.
“He doesn’t let her wear panties when she’s in a dress,” she informed me. For as close as she got, she didn’t talk any quieter.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” Declan grumbled. I stared ludicrously at my brother, watching him turn redder by the minute. Oh, this was fucking Christmas morning and I was five years old all over again.
“And,” Vera took hold of my other arm, “if she does, he takes them.”
“And makes her earn them back.”
“On her knees!”
“You kinky little fuck,” I teased, grinning so fucking wide my face hurt. If only he knew the shit Genevieve and I had been into, but I wasn’t about to give him that ammunition. “I always knew you had it in you.”
“Not helping,” Declan growled.
“I’m not trying.”
“Is there a way we can get an interactive demonstration?” Esther suggested. I fucking snorted.
“No,” he answered so quickly that she barely got that last word out. Fuck, I was never letting him live it down.
“Oh, the bar guy,” I said as it suddenly hit me. If she wasn’t wearing anything underneath that fucking skirt in the bar, it changed the dynamic about what the fuck had happened.
“Yeah,” Declan replied tightly.
“Shit. He’s fucking lucky you didn’t lay him out and bury him.” I would’ve.
“What bar guy?” Esther asked.
“Lay who out?” Vera prodded.
“Look, you gorgeous fucking ladies,” I began and leaned down to kiss Esther on the cheek and then Vera. “I have somewhere I need to be, but when we get together, I’ll tell you about the time Declan punched a guy and started a bar fight.”
The actual fucking ‘oh’ that came out of their mouths was hysterical while they stared at Declan as if seeing him in a whole new light.
“Oh, a bad boy at heart,” Esther commented.
“That little rebel,” Vera agreed. “Who knew he had it in him?”
I hate you, Declan mouthed over their heads as I backed down the street. I drew a little heart in the air as if I fucking cared and left him to deal with three of the horniest fucking women in Cedar Harbor.
David White wasn’t just Mom’s not-so-secret boyfriend. He was also the town’s psychiatrist. Which meant, he was my mom’s boyfriend and now my doctor. The combination didn’t thrill me, but I wasn’t about to drive two hours to Olympia to see a psychiatrist.
The nice thing about David was the way he handled small-town gossip. Instead of running an office in town where everyone could see, he kept his office tucked away in his house. No one could ever tell why the fuck anyone was there. At least him dating Mom was a good enough cover for why I was there as I walked up with my fucking file in hand.
I’d never know what Mom saw in David with his bushy-as-fuck brows, thin smile, and lanky figure. There was nothing all that extraordinary about him, but maybe I was just a little protective of Mom—okay, I was definitely protective of Mom. She’d been through hell. She didn’t need any more shit on her plate.
Granted, David had never done a damn thing to prove he had anything but Mom’s best interest in mind, so there was that.
“I was surprised to see you on my schedule,” David said from his spot by the front door. He held it open for me to come in.
“I think most people would be surprised to see me on your schedule,” I countered. Handing him my file, I stepped inside and followed him through to the back of the house where his office was. The simple room was cozy enough with a soft couch and chair opposite of a long desk and cabinet set.
I sat while David took his spot at his desk. An uncomfortable silence stretched between us as he flipped through my file. Okay, maybe I was the uncomfortable one. For as much as my appointments were necessary, I still didn’t like them. It felt a lot like admitting I was broken and a little bit crazy.
“Bipolar type two,” he mused. “You were diagnosed two years ago after trying to commit suicide.”
