Total pages in book: 143
Estimated words: 138287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 691(@200wpm)___ 553(@250wpm)___ 461(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 691(@200wpm)___ 553(@250wpm)___ 461(@300wpm)
“Emily.” I moved to shake her hand.
She pumped my hand twice before letting it fall. “I’m Doctor Knox. Please, call me Xola.”
Whoa. Cool name.
“My dad was born in Ecuador. He always liked it. Suffice it to say I spent my entire childhood never being able to have a personalized keychain or license plate for my bedroom door.” She grinned and her eyes sparkled.
Oh. Did I say that out loud?
She leaned in to the prone man on the sofa. “Lee? I need you to sit up for me.” When he didn’t stir, she frowned, putting a hand to his forehead. “He’s warm.” She twisted to me. “How long has he been like this?”
“Just this morning. He seemed fine last night. He’s been irritable.”
When a knock at the door sounded, I frowned but went over to it. I checked the peephole and when I saw who stood there, I smiled, throwing the door open.
The Vixens all spoke at once.
Beth wrapped her arms around me, giving me a quick squeeze. “Hey, Emmy.”
“You look like shit, babe.” Thanks, Cherry.
Ettie frowned. “We heard Lee’s sick.”
“Yeah.” Pearl sounded worried. “He’s not gonna miss tonight’s show, is he?”
I let out a long sigh. “I don’t know what’s going on. The doctor’s here, checking on him.” I moved to the side and let out a soft yawn. “Come on in.”
The Vixens stepped in and when the doctor saw them, her face changed. She shot up, her hands covering her mouth. “Oh my God.” She spoke through her hands. “You’re The Ultra Violet Vixens.”
The Vixens politely greeted the doctor.
“Guys, this is Xola.”
When Beth saw Lee, she let out a little sound of sadness. “Oh no.” She walked over to the sofa, sitting by his head and lifting it onto her lap. “Lee, honey?”
He opened his eyes and squinted up at Beth. He smiled softly and mumbled something.
Beth’s nose bunched in confusion and she leaned down. “Sorry, honey, I didn’t catch that.”
His mouth moved again and when she heard what he said, she shot up with a scowl, dumping his head back onto the sofa. She shook her head at him, disappointed, then murmured, “Asshole.”
His entire body shook with silent laughter, leaving us all to wonder what Lee had actually said to teeny little Beth.
Beth looked to Xola. “Give him some damn pills. He’s fine.”
“Actually—” Xola looked down at a grinning Lee. “—I was thinking more a shot.”
Lee’s grin fell and he shook his head, trying to speak but all that came out were little rasps and wheezes. And Beth couldn’t contain herself. She laughed openly before smirking at Lee. “Well, isn’t this just instant karma?” Chuckling, she told us, “He’s petrified of needles.”
He glared at her, as I asked, “How do you know that?”
Beth sat on the arm of the sofa, and explained, “Noah, Lee, and I all went to the same high school and every time he needed a shot…” She held up her arm, whistled, and slowly lowered it. “Down he went, like a ton of bricks. It was common knowledge at school. Even got to see it myself once.” She tipped her head back, cackling, “It was hilarious.”
To my surprise, Lee lifted his foot and pushed Beth off of the couch. She fell to the floor laughing, clearly happy at managing to get a reaction from the frustrated man.
Xola moved to sit in front of Lee. “A shot will work faster. You’ll be back to yourself in half the time.”
But Lee shook his head fervently.
From behind the sofa, Beth leaned over, wrapping her arms around Lee. She pressed her lips to his cheek before whispering something into his ear.
He seemed to consider whatever she said but once again shook his head.
She tried again, speaking quietly, and when Lee’s brows rose, I wondered what the hell she was saying.
Lee paused. After a moment, he rolled his eyes and nodded, sighing.
Beth stood, sending a cunning smile to Xola. “He’ll have the shot.” When Lee rose from the sofa, holding a cushion to his crotch, my brows narrowed. He waggled his brows before he walked into his room. Not a moment later, Beth followed.
Xola stood there, looking as confused as the rest of us, until Beth called out, “He’s ready.”
I couldn’t help but notice the pretty doctor stop just within the open doorway. With wide eyes, she gradually closed the door behind her, and I sent my confused gaze to Cherry.
She snuffled out a laugh. “You have no idea what Beth would do to make sure this tour isn’t cancelled.”
What does that mean?
My brain worked slowly and when I finally caught on, my mouth gaped. “Are you telling me…?”
What was she telling me?
Ettie went through the fridge, taking out an energy drink and popping the top. “She’s not having sex with him.” She sipped her drink.
Oh, thank God.
I went to the kitchen and filled a glass of water, taking a long sip.