“It was a guy he knew. Another actor. He needed money so he agreed to do it.”
Trystan turns his music on and blasts it, ending our conversation.
When we get to the house I go to find Brock. He’s in the kitchen with Ana. She’s facing the stove, and Brock’s behind her, his arms wrapped around her, kissing her neck. At least he’s single again.
I clear my throat, startling them. They quickly break apart.
“Rumor,” Brock says, turning to me. Ana remains at the stove, stirring something. “How was school?”
“I had to see the counselor today.”
“And?” His brows lift.
“She’s making me meet with her after school. I won’t have a way home. I need you to pick me up.”
“What about Trystan?”
“He won’t do it. He has a date.”
“With who?”
“I don’t know. He wouldn’t tell me.”
Brock turns to Ana. “What are you doing on Wednesday? Could you pick her up?”
She glances back at him. “I suppose I could. What time?”
“Probably around five,” I tell her. “I could text you when I’m done.”
She nods and turns back to the stove.
“Are you busy on Wednesday?” I ask Brock.
“I’m not sure yet. I might have a meeting with Gunner.”
He has nothing planned, but he won’t pick me up? He’s so self-centered. I can’t believe he had kids, but I understand why they’re so messed up.
“I set up an appointment with Ms. Robbins,” Brock says.
“Who’s Ms. Robbins?”
“The counselor I told you about. The one the boys saw. She’ll be meeting with you next Tuesday.”
“I thought you were going to wait until I was done seeing Ms. Adams.”
“Which should happen by the end of this week. Did you do as I told you?”
“I tried, but she kept asking me questions.”
“Which I told you not to answer.” He comes over to me, taking my arm and leading me out of the kitchen to the living room. “I don’t want you seeing Ms. Adams. And I don’t want you talking to her about me or this family.”
“Why? Do you two have a history?”
He hesitates. “We might have gone on a date or two, but that’s beside the point. I don’t want you seeing her because I don’t feel she’s qualified. The next time you meet with her, I want you to keep quiet, no matter what she asks.”
“Okay, but I don’t think she’ll end our sessions. She’d get in trouble.”
“That’s not for you to worry about. Just do as I say and keep quiet.”
