"No harm in looking," Steve said. He sidestepped around me to the left, while Anthony went to the right.
And there I was, facing empty space.
I whirled around to face them. "You can't be serious."
For all I knew, Jake was somewhere perfectly safe. Maybe he was on his way home right now. And even if he wasn't, the thought of my brothers running around Detroit in search of trouble was too scary to consider.
But Steve's hand was already on the doorknob, and I couldn't exactly overpower them.
Crap.
"Wait!" I called. "Youcan'tgo."
Ignoring me, Steve pulled open the door and walked through it, with Anthony right behind him. Before I knew it, they were like ten steps away from the elevator, and then what?
One short ride, and then disaster. That's what.
I was desperate now. "Hey, dipshits!" I called. "Just so you know…" I winced, and then finished by blurting out, "I had sex in that elevator!"
My brothers froze. For a long moment, neither one of them moved. But then, in unison, they slowly turned around to face me.
Looking more than a little disturbed, Anthony said, "What?"
Damn it.It was too late to turn back now, and considering what was at stake, I wouldn’t, even if I could. I extended my arm and pointed straight to the elevator, the one that would carry them to trouble if I didn't do something. "Thatelevator." I crossed my arms and continued. "So I hope you enjoy the ride."
The ride?What the hell? Probably, I could've phrased that better.
Double damn it.
Near the elevator, Steve was looking like all those pizza sandwiches hadn't settled so well. "Son-of-a-bitch," he muttered.
"Yeah," Anthony said, giving me an annoyed look, "It's the same one we used to get up here."
Well, there was that.
I could feel my face, flaming now. But I stiffened my spine and went full-disturbo. "And just so you know…" I swallowed. "The sex was extra-messy."
Messy? I didn't even know what that meant. But from the looks on my brothers' faces, it had the desired effect. They were eyeing the elevator with undisguised horror.
With a muttered curse, Steve turned to Anthony. "Twenty floors up, andnowshe says something?"
"Forget the timing," Anthony said. "It sucks we know at all." He gave me another annoyed look. "Dude, what's with the over-sharing?"
I lifted my chin. "I don't want you leaving."
Anthony glanced toward the stairway, and I could practically see the wheels turning.
Oh, crap.Probably, I should've thought of that.
Looking to head off whatever he was thinking, I announced, "And just so you know, I, uh, had sex in the stairwell, too."
Okay, now this was a slight exaggeration. But Jakehadkissed me on the stairway. Hadn't he?
Steve narrowed his gaze. "Alright. You wanna play this game?" He glanced to Anthony and said, "It's on." Turning his attention back to me, he said, "So, you wanna swap stories?"
I froze.Not really.I mean, I knew that my brothers had sex lives of their own. But Isodidn't want the details.
Still, trying to look at the big picture, I told myself that anything was better than them leaving. So I braced myself and said, "Sure. I'd, uh, love a good story." Trying not to throw up, I added, "I just, uh, hope it's a good, long one."
