Ooh, I felt Alex’s aggravation instantly rise. “Also none of your fucking business.”
“Do you really need to be that low class?” Achilles snapped.
“Fuck no,” Alex said without missing a beat. I didn’t think I’d ever been so attracted to him before. I kind of wished I had some popcorn. “Are you done asking questions?” he barreled through.
“Fine, get it sorted,” the older brother said in exasperation.
“Keep me posted,” Athena said before the two of them walked out. They seemed wound up about something.
At the door, they glanced at me, and she whispered something I couldn’t hear.
“Damn, Alex,” Odi said with a sigh the second they were gone. “Let me get someone, because I have no idea what to do.” His eyes drifted in my direction.
For one brief moment, I was pretty sure I saw his eyes glow, but it disappeared so quickly I might have imagined it. Then he walked out too, slapping his little brother’s shoulder on the way.
I waited patiently.
Mostly patiently.
Insulted. Confused. A little annoyed.
Alex was silent.
After a moment, those purple eyes flicked toward me.
I put my chin on my hand and made my mouth go flat. “So, they’re rude,” I whispered. “No offense.”
Both corners of his mouth went up into the slightest smile. “Ruder than I am?”
I snorted and winced. “I don’t know about all that. You usually grunted at me and acknowledged my presence every once in a while. And you figured out my name eventually.”
“I always knew your name. I just didn’t want to use it.”
I shouldn’t laugh, but I did. He wassucha fucking shit.
The side of his mouth curled up a little. “Achilles and Athena are the worst about it. The rest of them aren’t so bad,” he explained, sounding almost apologetic.
From the door, I heard the Odi man’s voice say, “I’ve got someone coming in here in a minute, but I have a call in five. See you tomorrow?”
Alex’s curse was swift.
“Yup, see you, baby bro,” the other man replied, already sounding like he was down the hall.
Baby bro, huh? I couldn’t picture him being someone’s little brother, much less baby brother. Or even letting someone call him that in the first place. I was going to have to think about that later on.
I waited all of two seconds before asking, “What’s happening tomorrow?”
That familiar crabby face was back, except this time I was pretty sure I wasn’t imagining the dread mixed in with it. His body stiffened, and his tone was off. “We’re going to my mother’s.”
We?
CHAPTERTWENTY-FOUR
We were goingto his mom’s.
Alex had amother. Why that blew my mind made no sense. He had brothers and sisters. It wasn’t like they’d hatched from eggs.
The Defender, The Centurion, and The Primordial had amom.
