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Fuck.
“Well?”
I blink, glancing up and meeting my brother’s gaze in the rearview mirror again. “Well what?”
“Well, what were you doing at a dialysis center?”
I shrug. “Nothing.”
“Tempest—”
“Alistair, forget it.”
Ugh, totally wrong thing to say. Both of my brothers are like sharks around drops of blood in the ocean when it comes to sniffing out lies or strings to pull on. Telling Alistair in particular to “forget it” or “don’t worry about it” is a surefire way to get him to zero in with lethal precision on that private thing you don’t want to talk about.
“Tempest, if there’s something we need to know, I’d like to hear it.”
“I’m pretty sure asking someone about their medical history is illegal, Mr. Lawyer.”
“Disclosingsomeone’s medical history without their consent is,” Gabriel mutters. “Asking them about it is not.”
“Potato, po-tah-to. Mind your own?—”
“For fuck’s sake, Tempest!” Alistair hisses. “I’m just asking if?—”
“Oh myGod,” I sigh with exasperation. “If youmustknow, my OB-GYN is in the same building.”
Not even a little bit true.
“And, since you’resointerested in my personal medical shit, I was seeing her because I was…concerned.”
Both my brothers tense, their eyes snapping to mine in the mirror.
“Concerned about what?” Gabriel says quietly.
“Well, what with all the anonymous gloryholes I’ve been visiting all over the city…I mean, that’s alotof random dicks to be sucking and fucking without protection. Who knows what I might have picked up?”
The car goes quiet. I bite back my grin, relishing the looks of disgust on my brothers’ faces. Gabriel swivels around to give me a look.
“That’s not funny.”
My grin breaks free as I hold my thumb and finger up an inch apart. “It’s alittlefunny.”
It is, and it isn’t. There are women who’ve gone through what I have who do turn to hyper-sexual activity as a coping mechanism. And no shade or judgment there, but that isn’t me.
I’m the opposite. I’ve barely been able to sit through a dinner date with anyone since that night. Forget screwing them.
I smirk as I spot the sour look on Alistair’s face.
“Just dick after dick after?—”
“Yeah, okay, point taken. Thanks, Tempest,” he mutters.
“So, class, what did we learn tonight about prying into people’s personal lives?”
“I said pointtaken. You can lose the moral superiority.”
I laugh. “I was just in for my annual checkup. Chill. And for what it’s worth to the two judge-y little shits sitting up front,I’mnot the one in this car who frequents a sex club.”
