“Jesus, shut up,” I hiss, whipping my head toward the living room.
Mom is humming to herself, completely oblivious to our conversation. It smells like cinnamon from the crumble in the oven, which means it’s a good day.
Rowan, perched on the kitchen counter, pops a grape into her mouth and says, “You are so weird, sis.”
“I didn’tsendit to him,” I mutter. “It was an accident. The address autofilled.”
“You autofilled a vibrating rose to your hotneighbor?” Piper arches a brow.
“You’re getting it wrong on purpose.”
“Oh no,” she says, straight-faced. “I understand. I just want you to feel ashamed.”
Rowan snorts. “Mission accomplished.”
Before I can throw a tea towel at either of them, Noah walks in and snatches a grape right out of Rowan’s hand.
“What are we whispering about?” he asks, chewing slowly.
Rowan kicks him in the ass. He nudges her with his elbow. The sibling circle of violence continues.
“Don’t you dare,” I warn my sisters, pointing. “Not a word.”
Piper holds her hands up. “I can’t even say it. I’m traumatizedforyou.”
“She sent her neighbor a sex toy,” Rowan says casually.
“Rowan!” I shriek. “What the fuck?”
Noah’s eyes go wide. “The neighbor who thuds?”
“Oh my God.” I throw my head back and pray for a sinkhole.
He shrugs, completely unfazed. “What kind of sex toy?”
“Seriously?” I glare at him.
“What? I’m not a fucking virgin. And I grew up with three sisters. I’ve heard worse.”
Piper narrows her eyes. “You’re a psychologist. Don’t you have boring sex?”
“Why would I have boring sex?” he fires back.
“I don’t know, because you want to get all into their minds first?”
Rowan picks up a grape and flings it at Piper. “He probably makes them do a worksheet first.”
“Establish a trust circle,” Piper deadpans. “Light a scented candle.”
Noah points a finger at Rowan. “I’m starting to remember why you’re never invited anywhere.”
“Iaminvited,” she says, wounded. “I just don’t go.”
“Clearly made an exception today,” I grumble. “Why?”
Rowan shrugs. “I sensed your shame from my house. It was strong. I followed the scent.”
“That was the crumble,” Piper says.
