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I was still pissed about the manual lock overrides I’d installed on my brothers’ phones. If it wasn’t necessary for our safety, I never would’ve given them an easy way into my house.
I liked privacy. Not as much as Bash, but still.
“What the hell, Zander?” my brother growled as he slammed the door behind him and stepped into my living room. “I know you have your phone. Why aren’t you answering me?”
His gaze landed on my TV. The video had started again from the beginning, playing in the loop I’d set it to.
I hit the button to turn the screen off, but it was too late. The damage was already done.
“What did you do?” His gaze jerked to me.
“I didn’tdoanything.” It was a lie.
A small lie.
Amoderatelysmall lie.
Technically, nothing was my fault.
He shook his head, as if he’d decided he wasn’t going to ask. “Miley finally managed to drink blood from the vein, and puked it up right after. Charlie figures the bagged blood she’s been drinking is from a potential mate. She can’t drink anyone else’s, now. I need the donor’s information.”
A moment passed, and he just couldn’t resist. Bash gestured to the screen. “And why are you watching security tapes of her?”
…Alright,maybeit was my fault.
“I’ll call the donor in the morning,” I said, ignoring everything else he’d said.
“I’llcall the donortonight. What’s wrong with you?”
There were a lot of things wrong with me at the moment.
“Nothing, asshole.”
That was also a lie.
Bash’s nostrils flared. “Just get the information. And stop watching videos of her; she’s not yours.”
Shewasmine.
I just wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do about it.
Or how I was going to get out of giving him my own damn info, since he’d caught me.
“It’ll take me some time to find the contact,” I said, sitting back down on my couch and grabbing my laptop, as if I hadn’t been pacing for the past hour.
Bash’s eyes narrowed. “To find someone’s information?”
“Mmhm.”
He scanned the living area as if he was trying to find something.
“What are you looking for?” I typed a random name into my search bar, as if that would do me any damn good.
“Your common sense.”
I grimaced.
He definitely wouldn’t find that. It was long gone. I hadn’t managed to recover it since I found her drinking from Bash when we rescued her.
