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“What about the seizure?”
Aine told her what the doctor had said about the anesthetics. “He said I’d be going for an MRI. I don’t know when though.”
The door opened again, and Pen and Tara walked in, followed by Quinn a few minutes later.
“Is it okay that we’re here?” Pen asked.
“Why wouldn’t it be?” Aine asked.
“You had a seizure. Have you forgotten that already?”
Ava looked over her shoulder to make sure the door was closed. “The seizure isn’t even the big news, girls. Ask her about Striker.”
Aine smiled. “I feel like we’re back at boarding school. Any second the dorm monitor is going to walk through that door and tell us to go back to our own rooms.”
“So, what happened?” Quinn asked.
“Sorry, Tara,” Ava said, poking her, “but I’m pretty sure Striker is off the market.”
“Damn. Who else you got?” said Penelope, poking Ava like she’d done to Tara.
“There aren’t many single men left on Razor’s team.”
“Both Tara and I want one.” Pen winked. “These spy guys are hot.”
“Time for your MRI,” said a man who came in with a clipboard in his hand.
“I’m going too,” said Ava. “See you later, ladies.”
When the orderly wheeled Aine back into the room after her test, Pen, Tara, and Quinn were still there, waiting.
“How did it go?” Quinn asked.
“The tech said Aine should hear something from the doctor this afternoon,” Ava answered for her.
“So, where’s your boyfriend?” asked Penelope.
“Which one?” Tara asked before Aine had a chance to respond.
“That’s enough, Tara,” said Ava, scowling at her.
“What? It’s hard to keep up, that’s all.”
“Tara, quit it,” said Pen.
Quinn didn’t say anything, but she didn’t look any happier than Ava or Penelope did.
Aine didn’t think the snarky comments were worth responding to, so she didn’t. She rested her head against the pillow and closed her eyes, wondering when Griffin would be back.
“You need to eat something,” said Ava.
When Aine opened her eyes, her sister was looking over the menu, but Tara was looking straight at her.
“I guess we forgot to order food earlier,” she said to Ava and then looked at Tara. “Do you have something else to say?” Aine asked directly.
Tara shook her head and folded her arms.
“Okay, then,” said Quinn, standing. “Time to go, Tara.”
