“Fuck off.”
Sebastianleaned towards me, and his eyes darkened as he spoke, “I have some other games we can play.”
My legs clenched together, but I forced myself to say, “I’ll pass.”
His head fell backwards as helaughed darkly. Goosebumps gathered on my skin as I turned my attention back to the show. Molly walked into a medical closet. I knew where this was heading.
“Sothat’s whyyou like watching this show,” Sebastian said when Mollystartedbanging the resident. Great, this was doing nothing to lower the sexual frustration I was feeling. Time to change the subject.
“No, I like watching this show because I wanted to be a doctor.”
And because I enjoyed watching the doctors bang on screen. But I wasn’t about to admit that.
“Yeah, I heard all about your MCATs.You scored a520on thetest, butyour dad forced the examiner toinvalidate it. Too bad you don’t know someone who had the influence to make sure you passed.”
“Is that your offer? In exchange for guaranteeing I pass the MCATs, Ionlyhave to tell you every single detail about the Regan family’s organization.Seems like a great deal,” Isaid, matchinghis own sarcasm.
He shrugged.“You know I can offer you a lot more than that.”
The sexual innuendo had left his eyes. He was back to the business of trying to convince me to turn over all my information.
Even if he wasn’t related to the devil incarnate, the problem was the second I gave them the information they wanted, there’d be a bounty on my head from my father. I’d need to work for the Amatofamily in order for them to protect me. And that wasn’t fucking happening.
His deep voice interrupted my thought process,“Although, I don’t think you really want to be a doctor. The second you failed your MCATs you just started partying with your friends, and never even bothered again.”
I blinked. Ronan had said the same thing: that I didn’t really want to be a doctor. I’d expected it from Ronan, he’d known me for most of my life. But I hadn’t expected Sebastian to read me so easily.
“Why would I bother taking them again? My father wouldmakesure I failed this time, too.”
He let the conversation drop, but I could feel his eyes on me as I watched Molly operate on another patient. When a commercial popped up on the screen about 'The only pain medicine you can trust’ he spoke again.“I am curious about something-”
“I’m shocked,” I interrupted him.“Let me guess: how do we organize our underground gambling group, or what is the secret to our success with the counterfeiting machines?”
Hesmiled.“I wouldn’t say no to you answering either of those questions. But I was going to ask you about your name. Why Selene? I wouldn’t have expected the heir of the Reganfamilyto be given a name that wasn’t Irish.”
“I wasn’t supposed to be the heir,” I shot back.
Sebastianraised an eyebrow, obviously waiting for me to elaborate. I kept silent. He didn’t need to know that when I’d been born, my mother had no intention of allowing me to ever be a part of this life. He didn’t need to know that my parents agreed that when my momhad a boy,hewould become the heir. And he certainly didn’t need to know that everything had changed when I was eight, and my pregnant mother was murdered.
However, he probably knew all of that. If he knew my favorite pizza place,I could guarantee he knewthe more important thingsfrommy past. Which means he was just looking to see my reaction:to see what makesme tick. Because despite the fact that we were sitting here watching The Intern, and my body kepttraitorouslyreacting to him, I most definitely could not trust him. Anything I said to him, he would use against me in order to get what he wanted.
The question was: whatdidhe want from me? AnUnderboss had way more important things to do than deal with a former gangster, no matter how useful how my information was.
Worrying about that was a complete waste of time, I had more pressing matters to deal with.Instead of being distracted by his toned arms,I needed to figure out a way to get Ray his money. Every day I woke up in this blissful68 degree apartment, I’d promised myself that today would be the day I left the safety of this nest and began pickpocketing the money. I couldn’t keep watching television and pretending that Ray wouldn’t back up his threats when he saw me next.
It’d been stupid to waste as much time as I did. To live in this hazy state of ignorance, and medical shows. But soon enough, Sebastian wouldn’t be the only one knocking on my door.
A planformedin my mind as to how to get the woman outside to leave her perch.
“I can get us out of here,” I said, while pulling out my cracked phone.
Twenty minutes later, I checked the peephole again. Theneighborwas still planted in her lawn chair. She held an electric fan in her hand as sweat trickled down her chin. Ugh, I really was not looking forward to going into that heat.
Theneighbor'slips shifted from athinline to a gaping O. A petitewoman with her entire body covered in blue linenmarched towardstheneighbor. Bingo. The religious woman gestured at the sky with her long sleeve clad arm and then tried to hand the nosy neighbor a pamphlet. She jumped up from her seat andscrambledfor her keys, abandoning thefoldingchair to the woman’s sermon.
The door slammed shut, but the religious woman didn’t miss a beat, continuing her speech in front of the door.
“She’ll be holed up in there for a while. Let’s go,” I said.
