The sound of flesh striking flesh was unmistakable, if not entirely usual for Alex to hear. It happened just as Alex was balancing their three wine glasses in her hands, which were just slightly too small for the job. That hard crack, though, had her rushing forward, the deep red of the wine sloshing dangerously up the sides of the glasses as she re-entered the room.
The sight she found had her blinking at first.
"Jamie?" she asked her brother, who was looming over Adam in a most menacing fashion. Her gaze dropped to her other guest, however, and she almost dropped the wineglasses.
"Adam!"
As it was, she set down the glasses as quickly as she could, then moved to Adam's side, tipping his face so she could see the swelling bruise blooming on the side of his face.
"What's going on in here?" she demanded of both men.