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His eyebrows were raised as if he was surprised to hear that.
“I can’t relate,” he said. “My mom and dad are the best parents in the world.”
I gathered up the shreds of the tissue in my hand and tossed them into the trashcan.
I grimaced when I saw the used tampon packages inside.
Being as I practically lived with my sisters the majority of my life, I knew that when I started, their periods weren’t far behind. Syncing periods was always really great when you shared a single bathroom on a tour bus.
Not to mention the close proximity to each other meant that we had a lot of PMS going around.
My brother hated us when we were growing up.
Hence him leaving and joining the military as soon as he was old enough to do so.
“I don’t know what kind of functional family unit you have,” I eyed him. “But you don’t get to be the way you are without having something traumatic happen in your life.”
Something flickered in his eyes, and I knew that I was right.
I was also unsurprised to see him leaving as soon as those words had left my mouth. “I have to go. If you hear from your mother, I want to know about it. Otherwise, I’ll be dealing with her here shortly once LaDerrick fetches her for me.”
“Your computer guy is a jack of all trades,” I mused.
I didn’t want to touch on the subject of my mother. The less I knew about her, the better.
Nearly getting murdered tended to take all the love out of a relationship.
“He’s a good delegator,” he said as he started washing his hands.
I waited until he was through to open the door to the bathroom.
And, of course, that was when my sisters—Val and Zip—stepped out of the doorway across from the bathroom.
They looked at me, then looked at the man following closely behind me.
“Well, well, well,” Val said as she looked from me to Winston and back. “Isn’t this surprising.”
“This is business,” I said as I straightened my shirt. If they thought that we were in there doing it, then good. It probably wouldn’t go as smoothly with them if they learned why he was really there. “Don’t make more of it than necessary.”
“Oh, I’ll make what I want to make of it,” Val said as she crossed her arms over her chest.
Zip, who was holding a half of a chocolate cake, didn’t bother to offer either of us any.
Even though it looked insanely good, I knew better than to ask.
Zip, like all of us, had an eating problem.
When we were on our period, that eating problem went from almost manageable to abominable, I’m going to eat your face off if you come near my food, levels.
Winston pushed me farther out of the doorway so he could get past, then said, “I’ll talk to you next time I need you.”
Then he was gone.
The ass.
I waited until I could no longer see that fine ass of his in his pants before turning back to my sisters.
We’d stopped watching at the same time.
So alike, but so different.
“What…” Zip said as she took a bite of her cake straight from the source, barely chewed, and continued. “Was that?”
“That,” I declared. “Was a mistake.”
Val snorted. “A man that rich is never a mistake.”
I scratched my head with my fingernails before saying, “On another subject, we need a new costume designer.”
Zip sighed as she gestured for us to follow her. We did.
When we got to the conference room where she had a shit ton of paperwork set out, she said, “I heard about what the douche said to one of our girls. It’s all the practice hour was talking about. You fired him?”
Someone fired on him…
“Yes,” I said. “He’s no longer going to be employed by Singh Circus.”
Zip grimaced. “I’ve been giving it a lot of thought, and I agree with you. I think we should rename our circus.”
My brows rose.
She’d been vehemently against renaming the circus a couple of days ago, and now she was just suddenly seeing the light?
“Why is that?” I asked. “Did you experience something that you’d like to share with the class?”
Val snorted and shoved some of the paperwork away, then produced two small oranges from her pocket and started peeling them.
Val was a doctor.
Or about as close as you could be to a doctor without completing residency.
She ate healthy almost all of the time and didn’t give in to her silly cravings like the rest of us did.
She also had the best body out of all of us, and refused to show it off. Though, she’d always been like that, even when she ate like a normal human being.
The smell of chocolate cake and oranges filled the room, and I was reminded yet again that I was on a strict diet to help me train for my marathon.
