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“Just him?” She met my stare, those wide brown eyes demanding the truth.
I swallowed. “No.”
Her brows pinched, like she wrestled with her own demons about that. Then she leashed the inquisitiveness and turned away. “Lucas wanted me to show you where the antibiotics and painkillers were, just in case you need to know for next time.”
Next time? I hoped there’d never be a next time.I hoped for a lot of things, but hoping and planning were two very different things. I knew that. So I followed her as she opened the door to the treatment room and went to the drug cabinet.
I dumped the damp and dirty clothes on the floor beside the door and shifted my attention to her. But she was quiet, not yet reaching for the drawer.
“Do your parents know?”
I jerked my eyes to her. She hadn’t moved, just stared at the counter.
“Yes.”
Kit lifted her gaze my way, her eyes widening. “Really? And they just…let it happen?”
Let it happen?I thought of Tobias and the way he’d narrowed in on me, his hate, his anger…and his love. “They didn’t really have a choice,” I answered carefully. “It wasn’t something we planned.”
She gave a slow nod. “It never really is, though, is it?”
“No.” I moved closer, narrowing in on all the things shewasn’tsaying. “Is everything okay, Kit?”
She forced a smile and nodded. “Sure. I just wanted to know. I wasn’t sure how you…”
“Love all three of them?” I tried to fill in the gaps. “Or love them because they’re my stepbrothers?”
“Yes.”
Yes…
She didn’t distinguish and I was too lost in the past to stop the flood of emotions. “They didn’t like me, not at first.”
“They didn’t?”
I shook my head, meeting her stare. “No. Especially Tobias. He was…angry and hurt.”
“And then they did.”
I forced a smile. “I guess so.”
“Lucas said you might need these.” She reached out, grasped a stack of long white pill boxes, and pushed them my way.
I didn’t need to look at the labels to know what they were. I picked up the top one and opened it, sliding out the sheave inside. “Kit, are you on the pill?”
She blushed and slowly shook her head.
“Do you want to be?”
The answer burned in her eyes. My pulse stuttered and raced at the sight. There was so much emotion, so much turmoil…so much need. I didn’t want to overstep my place, but she looked like someone who could use a friend right now. Someone to talk to about what she was feeling. Someone who wasn’t her stepbrother…
“I’ve seen the way he looks at you,” I murmured. “And the way you look at him.”
She swallowed hard. “You have?”
I gave a nod. “Yes.”
“And does he…look at me the same way your brothers look at you?”
