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into SLAM Inc. and doping allegations.”
“Sloane?”
He rose and spun at her voice. “You’re up.”
“What’s happening?” She gestured to the TV. “How did they find out so fast? Did you tell the media?”
His mouth compressed into a white line for an instant, then he dropped his shoulders with some kind of internal acceptance. “A leak. But it’s out now, and there’s no denying it.”
“What will happen to Ethan?”
Sloane headed to a sideboard and poured out some coffee. “He’ll have to cooperate with the authorities and cut a deal.”
“Holy shit, Kat.” John stepped in front of her, a frown darkening his face. “Did you have your cheek x-rayed?”
His concern touched her. “Like I had a choice? You’ve met Sloane, right? How are Ben and Kylie?”
“Better than I’d have thought. They slept with us, mostly because we wanted to keep an eye on them. This morning, they were chattering nonstop about their big adventure.”
“Good. Tell Sherry I would have tried to stop the car if there’d been time. The brick wall was coming too fast.” She hated that feeling of not knowing what to do.
“No kidding. It all happened in seconds. Sloane was trying to get around the car to see what the fuck was happening, but it was swerving too wildly.” John put his hand on her shoulder. “Thank you for taking care of the kids. All of them. That’s from both Sherry and me. I’d hug you, but I’m afraid I’d hurt you.”
“Her ribs are little sore.” Sloane handed her a cup of coffee. “Did you eat anything?”
It took Kat a second to follow the change in subjects. “Uh, yogurt.” She sipped her coffee to help clear the residual sluggish feeling from the pain pills and sleeping so hard. It also gave her a second to take in Sloane dressed in perfectly draped pants and a pewter-colored dress shirt clinging to his shoulders and arms. Clean-shaven, hair combed back, he oozed confident and powerful elegance that dried her mouth. This was the same man who’d held her last night, telling her how torn up he was about not realizing Ethan was doing steroids.
“She needs a cold pack,” Drake said from where he sat at the table. “You should have been applying it overnight.”
“I did. Three times.”
“Three…? I only remember once.” She believed him, but why didn’t she remember?
He wrapped his arm around her. “You were sleeping. Don’t worry about it.”
Suspicion woke up deep in her brain. “You stayed awake on purpose to watch me.” Her doctor had been mildly concerned. They didn’t see any signs of concussion, but her last one had been so severe they didn’t want her staying alone overnight. “That’s why you agreed to my taking only ibuprofen for the first part of the night.”
He shrugged. “It wasn’t a big deal.”
Wrong. So wrong. Sloane hadn’t wanted her to know what he was doing and feel like a burden. She had to blink away the slight burn in her eyes. “It’s a very big deal to me,” she said softly.
His eyes crinkled. “Yeah?”
He made her feel special, like she mattered. Even when he looked suave and sexy, while she’d pulled on yoga pants and a tank top. “Yeah. Thank you for looking out for me.”
“Always. You up to going over the lab reports? I have the entire set from the group Ethan was tested with, and one other set for comparison.”
That brought her right back to the problems Sloane was facing. She wanted to help more than ever. And now she got why he’d wanted her to look over it—he couldn’t trust anyone else. He’d said it last night, but now she had a firsthand view of the kinds of leaks he dealt with.
“Sure.” She sipped her coffee and slipped into a chair next to Drake. He wore sweatpants, a T-shirt and heavy anxiety weighed down his bony shoulders.
Sloane set his laptop in front of her. “Here are the files of the last two rounds of urine testing. Scroll to see them all.”
Kat began reading through the pages, first
“Sloane?”
He rose and spun at her voice. “You’re up.”
“What’s happening?” She gestured to the TV. “How did they find out so fast? Did you tell the media?”
His mouth compressed into a white line for an instant, then he dropped his shoulders with some kind of internal acceptance. “A leak. But it’s out now, and there’s no denying it.”
“What will happen to Ethan?”
Sloane headed to a sideboard and poured out some coffee. “He’ll have to cooperate with the authorities and cut a deal.”
“Holy shit, Kat.” John stepped in front of her, a frown darkening his face. “Did you have your cheek x-rayed?”
His concern touched her. “Like I had a choice? You’ve met Sloane, right? How are Ben and Kylie?”
“Better than I’d have thought. They slept with us, mostly because we wanted to keep an eye on them. This morning, they were chattering nonstop about their big adventure.”
“Good. Tell Sherry I would have tried to stop the car if there’d been time. The brick wall was coming too fast.” She hated that feeling of not knowing what to do.
“No kidding. It all happened in seconds. Sloane was trying to get around the car to see what the fuck was happening, but it was swerving too wildly.” John put his hand on her shoulder. “Thank you for taking care of the kids. All of them. That’s from both Sherry and me. I’d hug you, but I’m afraid I’d hurt you.”
“Her ribs are little sore.” Sloane handed her a cup of coffee. “Did you eat anything?”
It took Kat a second to follow the change in subjects. “Uh, yogurt.” She sipped her coffee to help clear the residual sluggish feeling from the pain pills and sleeping so hard. It also gave her a second to take in Sloane dressed in perfectly draped pants and a pewter-colored dress shirt clinging to his shoulders and arms. Clean-shaven, hair combed back, he oozed confident and powerful elegance that dried her mouth. This was the same man who’d held her last night, telling her how torn up he was about not realizing Ethan was doing steroids.
“She needs a cold pack,” Drake said from where he sat at the table. “You should have been applying it overnight.”
“I did. Three times.”
“Three…? I only remember once.” She believed him, but why didn’t she remember?
He wrapped his arm around her. “You were sleeping. Don’t worry about it.”
Suspicion woke up deep in her brain. “You stayed awake on purpose to watch me.” Her doctor had been mildly concerned. They didn’t see any signs of concussion, but her last one had been so severe they didn’t want her staying alone overnight. “That’s why you agreed to my taking only ibuprofen for the first part of the night.”
He shrugged. “It wasn’t a big deal.”
Wrong. So wrong. Sloane hadn’t wanted her to know what he was doing and feel like a burden. She had to blink away the slight burn in her eyes. “It’s a very big deal to me,” she said softly.
His eyes crinkled. “Yeah?”
He made her feel special, like she mattered. Even when he looked suave and sexy, while she’d pulled on yoga pants and a tank top. “Yeah. Thank you for looking out for me.”
“Always. You up to going over the lab reports? I have the entire set from the group Ethan was tested with, and one other set for comparison.”
That brought her right back to the problems Sloane was facing. She wanted to help more than ever. And now she got why he’d wanted her to look over it—he couldn’t trust anyone else. He’d said it last night, but now she had a firsthand view of the kinds of leaks he dealt with.
“Sure.” She sipped her coffee and slipped into a chair next to Drake. He wore sweatpants, a T-shirt and heavy anxiety weighed down his bony shoulders.
Sloane set his laptop in front of her. “Here are the files of the last two rounds of urine testing. Scroll to see them all.”
Kat began reading through the pages, first
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