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Oh fuck me.
I scrape my hands over my head, breathing harder.
“She gave me permission to disclose the results with family.” Farrow glances over at Maximoff. “Don’t break anything, wolf scout.”
Maximoff is already up in flames. He squats down to cool off.
Her dad looks even more homicidal.
“There was semen…” The medical jargon goes in one ear and out the other in a snap-second daze. All I hear: semen, no abrasions, no signs of force.
Of course there wouldn’t be.Ihad sex with Luna.Me.That morning. Twice. Consensual, loving, smoldering, extraordinarysex.
“She wasn’t raped,” I cut in—or maybe Farrow just finished talking. I can’t be sure. “She told me when I found her. I asked if they touched her like that. She said they just picked her up and took off her hoodie. To sell her hoodie. She wasn’t raped.”
Farrow’s brows pinch at me in confusion. “There was semen…”
I stare harder at him.
Sudden realization sobers his face, but like a good friend, he doesn’t speak the answer; his eyes flit cagily to Lo.
Lo is already glaring at me. “Whose semen?”
I scratch the back of my head. I never thought he’d find out I broke this promise. Never imagined a scenario where he could or would need to know. My luck has completely run dry.
Fuck.
Me.
Fuck this situation.
He adds, “Because I could’ve sworn you promised me that you’d wait for her.”
My nose flares, stifling emotion. “I didn’t wait. We didn’t…I slept with her this morning. Or…”What’s the time?“The morning before Lily picked her up. It probably hasn’t been twenty-four hours yet.”
Lo grinds his teeth, his gaze lethal on me. “I don’t know if I want to hug you or strangle you.”
I can barely breathe. “I’ve got that effect on people.” I nod to him. “I’m not really into strangling though. I vote hug.”
“I voteyou better get out of my face.” He’s pissed but relieved, and that’s all I can hope for at this point, honestly. He’s glad his daughter wasn’t sexually assaulted. She had sex with me. Her…well, I’m not her boyfriend. Not yet, anyway.
Maximoff is upright again, cracking his stiff knuckles. “Do they need DNA proof it was Donnelly?” He’s asking Farrow.
“If Luna lets the police admit the kit into evidence, then they’ll need it. It’s a good idea to get it anyway.”
“Whatever I need to do,” I tell them.
Blood test, apparently. I just keep nodding as Farrow describes the medical process. He’ll take me to get my blood drawn. Then he tells Lo and Maximoff, “Wait here. I’ll be back to talk about Luna.”
Lo turns to me. “Take a good look,Paul. Maybe you’ll understand what it means towait.”
Oof, right to the nuts. Not exactly the jugular, but it definitely hurt something.
Thought I earned aDonnellyand not aPaulfrom Xander’s dad, but I fucked that up in less than a half-hour. “I’m looking,” I say seriously, but he still seems peeved.
Even on my way to the ICU with Farrow, the heat of Lo’s scolding still stings. I dig in my pocket for cigarettes that aren’t there. “I probably deserved that.”
“You had sex. No one knew about that until now, and the threat of your family was the whole point of waiting. Most of your family is already in jail.” He swipes his medical ID at the glass ICU entrance. “He’s only upset about you lying to him.”
