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Chapter Thirty-One
His brother.
I try to shake off the nerves. I try to smile at the boy
studying my face, studying the pathetic pieces of fabric
barely covering my body. How did I not know Adam had a
brother? How could I have never known?
James turns to Adam. “This is Juliette?”
I’m standing here like a lump of nonsense. I don’t
remember my manners. “You know who I am?”
James spins back in my direction. “Oh yeah. Adam talks
about you a lot.”
I flush and can’t help but glance at Adam. He’s staring at a
point on the floor. He clears his throat.
“It’s really nice to meet you,” I manage.
James cocks his head. “So do you always dress like that?”
I’d like to die a little.
“Hey, kid,” Adam interrupts. “Juliette is going to be staying
with us for a little while. Why don’t you go make sure you
don’t have any underwear lying on the floor, huh?”
James looks horrified. He darts into the darkness without
another word.
It’s quiet for so many seconds I lose count. I hear some
kind of drip in the distance.
I take a deep breath. Bite my bottom lip. Try to find the
right words. Fail. “I didn’t know you had a brother.”
Adam hesitates. “Is it okay . . . that I do? We’ll all be
sharing the same space and I—”
My stomach drops onto my knees. “Of course it’s okay! I
just—I mean—are you sure it’s okay—for him? If I’m here?”
“There’s no underwear anywhere,” James announces,
marching forward into the light. I wonder where he