Page 5 of Embrace
“I do. And in Jaime Lannister’s defense, he wasn’t maniacal. She was.”
I chuckled as I clicked on the red button that read Results. “Well, the woman in our circumstances is never going to fuck her brother.”
Finally, he moved away from me to let out a belly laugh.
A box appeared, asking me to put in my pin number. I did it.
“What?” I yelped, looking at the big red banner telling me to call a number to hear the results and schedule an appointment with the local Spencer and Jada Christmas Indemnity Fund coordinator that was assigned to my case. I was beyond frustrated. “This is just an unnecessarily complicated process.”
“It seems Spencer’s still all about control,” he muttered.
“What?” I asked, obviously not because I didn’t hear him. I wondered what he meant by that.
“Forget it. Listen, I want to take you somewhere,” he said.
I felt my blank look intensify as I lost interest in whatever comment he made about Spencer. “Where?”
“Just trust me.”
I pointed back at my computer. “Well, first I have to call this number.”
“Don’t worry about it,” he said.
“I can’t not worry about it. We have to know.”
He pointed at my computer. “Not that way, though.”
“Why not?”
“Again, trust me.” He snapped his fingers. “Come on, babe, chop-chop.”
I sighed. He’d called me babe, and that felt so intimate. I pondered whether I should insist that we keep our distance from each other until we knew for certain whether we were related by blood or not. With my luck, we were. However, whatever had made me gravitate to him from day one had taken full control of me. I was extremely curious about where he wanted to take me. Plus, my adventurous side was hard to put away once I’d been intrigued by something.
“I have no surgeries for the rest of the day, and you’re off. We have no excuses. Let’s go.”
He held his hand out, which I reluctantly took. And, unfortunately, as soon as our skin touched, fireworks exploded inside me.
I quickly retracted my hand and shrugged, pretending I hadn’t felt a thing. “Okay, then, lead the way.”
Chapter Three
Penina Ross
It was a sticky and muggy late afternoon, but I had come to love the intense humidity that made ninety degrees feel like a sauna. I thought it was quite refreshing that we walked instead of easing into the back seat of Jake’s hired car. It was better, actually. We shouldn’t be in confined spaces at the moment. Anything could happen. For instance, my crazy brain was trying to persuade me to convince him to go somewhere with me where we could be alone, a place where no one else could find us, so that we could fuck our brains out before we learned the results.What in the hell is wrong with me?
“You’re frowning,” Jake said as we walked past Bernard’s Bakery.
I blew out my cheeks as I sighed. “Well, I’m not happy about all of this.” An idea struck me, and I pepped up. “Hey, we’re both doctors. Let’s get our blood tested.” Then I groaned as I rolled my eyes, remembering the nosey lot who worked in the lab. “Forget it.”
Jake chuckled. “I already thought of that.”
“Who’s Spencer?” I asked so quickly that I was positive I had cut him off.
“My brother.”
“Then call him.”
“We don’t have to. The lab is running our DNA. I had Si do it.”
