Page 78 of Knight

“I met a guy at the club last night.”

Reagan looks shocked. “What was his name?”

“Brody.”

“Brody what?”

I look down, preferring not to answer that. She’s staring at me, clearly not letting me get away with avoiding the question.

I mumble, “I didn’t get his last name.”

She has a huge grin on her face. “I’m sorry, who are you and what have you done with my sister?”

Skylar interrupts. “Seriously Harley. That’s so unlike you.” She smiles at Reagan and Aunt Cass. “I’m so excited.”

“You guys make me sound like a prude.”

Reagan rolls her eyes. “We didn’t say that you’re a prude. You’ve just never had sex with someone you weren’t in a relationship with. You’re a serial monogamist.”

Aunt Cass shivers. “Ugh, monogamy. Don’t use that word in my presence.”

“Fine, I agree. It wasn’t like me. But I did it, so deal with it.”

“How was it?” Reagan just wants details.

I blow out a long breath. “Really fucking good. Like best sex of my life good.”

She smiles. “Are you going to see him again?”

“No.”

“He didn’t want your number? I find that hard to believe. Look at you.”

“I didn’t give him the chance. I wouldn’t even give him my name.” I pause for a moment, not making eye contact with any of them. “And it was against the wall on the roof of the club.”

Reagan, Skylar, and Aunt Cass look at each other with their mouths wide open in shock. Reagan turns back. “I’m not even joking. Who are you? Where’s Harley?”

“Shut up.” I put my head in my hands. “I don’t know what came over me.”

“Sounds like he came over you, or was it under you?” Skylar is clearly amusing herself.

I give her a nasty look. “The last month has been hell. I lost my father. I have a shell of a mother. I’m about to start a hellish year of studying with no chance at dating. A gorgeous guy wanted me, and I went with it. For the first time in my life, I went with it. It was great. It was more than great. But it’s over now. School starts tomorrow. Back to the grind.”

Reagan rubs my back. “Good. For. You, sis. I’m thrilled for you.”

Aunt Cass grabs all of our hands, looking sad. “I know your mother is a shell of herself right now. She’s only forty-five and she lost the love of her life. Just give her some time. She’ll be back to her old awesome self in no time. I promise.”

I hope she’s right.

* * *

It’s Monday morning. My first day of the second year of medical school. I see my friend Megan when I walk in. “Hey Meg. What class do you have this morning?”

“Hey babe. I have neuro.”

“Me too. Who do you have?”

“I have Dr. Waters.” She scrunches up her nose. “I had him last year too, for anatomy. He’s old as dirt and boring as fuck.” He’s actually only in his forties, but he’s definitely a boring teacher. He’s a little creepy too. He used to stare at me and unnecessarily touch my arm whenever he was near me.

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