"What? They're family. You can trust them." He grins, clearly enjoying this. "They're going to find out eventually. Might as well be from us."
"No!" I yell at him.
"Find out what?" Cassidy sits up straight, suddenly very interested. "Oh my god, is there a girl?"
"There's no girl."
"There's definitely a girl," Sully confirms. "And not just any girl. The most complicated, off-limits, terrible-idea girl he could possibly find."
"Shut the fuck up," I tell him.
"No. I think getting a woman's perspective is good," he argues.
I flip him off and sulk. "I hate you."
"Come on, Emmett." Ember shifts closer. "We're not going to judge. Just tell us."
"Everything stays in this room," I say, looking at each of them.
"Cross my heart," Ember says.
"Same," Cassidy adds.
I take a long drink of my wine. "It started in London during the summer when I was with Lincoln."
"Your boys’ trip." Ember rolls her eyes. "Continue."
"We met at a bar. This was before she even started working for the team. I didn't know who she was. She didn't know who I was."
"And?" Ember prompts.
"And we hooked up."
The girls shriek.
"And?" Sully pushes.
"It was one of the best nights of my life."
The girls ooh and aah.
"He was pining after this woman for months after London. It was pathetic," Sully adds.
"Hey, it's sweet." Cassidy throws a cushion at her brother. "This is like a movie!"
"Tell them what happened next." Sully chuckles. I groan. "Months later, there's this party. I walk in, and there she is. Standing with Pierre and Felix. Their little sister. The new team physio. The girl from London."
"No," Ember breathes.
"Yes."
"What did you do?"
"What could I do? I pretended I didn't know her. She pretended she didn't know me. We've been pretending ever since."
"Except you haven't really been pretending," Sully cuts in. "You've been sneaking around, texting, doing God knows what."
"We haven't slept together again."
