Dhalia POV
I watch them, their eyes flickering between each other. Anyone would think I suggested something unknown to them. They seem speechless right now.
"I don't want to sound blunt or rude, but that can't happen until you're tested." Chase looks at me. "Safety is always our priority regardless of the situation. It's rare we sleep with others or bring others in."
Why would his asking that be rude? Especially after what I told him happened to me. Of course, he wants to know I'm clean; I would be worried if he didn't ask about that.
"I swear this isn't because of what you said Carl does. We ask regardless of the person." Chase looks at me worriedly.
"Chase, I get it. I didn't take offence, and I understand. Actually, I wouldn't blame you for asking me purely because of the situation
