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“Did you read it?”
She blinked, her face flushing pink as she realized what I was talking about, adjusting to the abrupt change in topic. Before I could leave this room and get back to business, this needed taking care of.
“Only the first couple sentences,” she admitted. “Once I knew what it was, I stopped.”
I believed her, but I was almost disappointed. It would make hearing everything I was about to say that much harder. It would make telling her that much harder.
“And Rook? Grey?”
She shook her head. “None of us read it,” she told me. “We wouldn’t invade your privacy like that.”
I nodded to myself.
“Can you get the guys?”
Her nose wrinkled, but she nodded and left.
I drank half the bottle of water while I waited for them all to come back, my stomach both growling and turning at the idea of eating the small breakfast someone had prepared for me.
I would eat it though. It was the least I could do considering I hadn’t slept in well over seventy-two hours. Again.
“Hey, man,” Grey said, a muscle in his jaw jumping as he hovered in the doorway.
I waved him in.
“You good?”
A shaky laugh passed my lips.
“The truth? Not really, man. But what the fuck is new, right?”
His lips pressed in a tight line as he dragged the folding chair from my desk to a spot near the bed, unfolded it and sat down.
Rook and Ava Jade came in a second later. My Sparrow to the bed next to me, her back taut as she sat down. Rook bit his lip ring, crossing his arms over his chest as he toed the door closed behind him and leaned against it.
He nodded.
I nodded back, then blew out a breath, trying to get control of the ache forming behind my eyes. “I only want to tell you once,” I said to them all. “And then I never want to hear about it again.”
“You don’t have to,” my Sparrow was quick to say. “It’s really not our fucking business.”
I looked up, holding her stare, a fist clamping around my lungs at the depth of emotion in her eyes.
“I do, and it is. I know all about you,” I told her. “I know where you come from. I know every black mark on your record. I know about your dad. Your mom.”
She recoiled.
“I know about the older guy you were fucking well before it was legal for him to touch you. Kit, was it? Your friend’s self-defense instructor?”
She pursed her lips. “Well someone did their homework,” she muttered to herself, clearly trying not to be angry with me.
“I did,” I admitted. “And that isn’t even half of it.”
She blanched, and I turned my attention toward Rook and Grey. “And you’ve both always been open with me about where you came from. What made you. I owe it to you.”
Grey shook his head. “That’s not how we see it.”
“I know.”
