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“True,” Jessie said. “Just make sure you add that I was already up and ready, exercised and beautified enough for the runway when you called.”

Jamie laughed and wrapped her arms around her sister before they shuffled themselves inside.

“Of course. You’re always the prettier one in all my stories.” Jamie chuckled even as the truth of the words missed Jessie.

“You’re nuts.” Jessie laughed as she headed to the small kitchen and grabbed herself a mug and another cup of coffee.

“So?” Jamie asked tentatively. “What do you think?”

“Can we maybe catch up a little first?” Jessie smiled, those big baby-blue eyes of hers better than any puppy dog Jamie had ever seen.

“Of course,” Jamie said. “It’s been a bit hard catching up lately.”

“Lately?” Jessie sat at one end of Jamie’s couch, pulling her legs up and folding them underneath her as she used the arm as a backrest.

Jamie mostly mimicked her sister’s position at the other end, though she left one leg down, her toes bouncing her leg as they moved up and down on the floor in front of the couch.

“I know.” Jamie rolled her eyes. She was sure they communicated better through eye rolls than anything else. “I’m a shit sister who never has enough time for her older sibling.”

“Two minutes older, and don’t you forget it.” Jessie nodded before sipping her coffee.

“So, what exactly do you want to catch up on?” Jamie asked, dreading the answer as she asked the question, feeding directly into Jessie’s agenda.

“Did you realize I was the one leaving the parking lot the other night?” Jessie was eyeing her carefully, definitely waiting for Jamie’s reaction. And Jamie really needed to control her shit right now. But she was also damn sure that wasn’t going to happen.

“What? What other night?”

“The Halloween party.”

“Halloween par…“ Jamie’s mouth dropped open, and realization dawned in a heated flush of her cheeks. Her hand slapped over her mouth in a vain attempt at hiding the shock. “The headlights,” Jamie murmured behind her hand.

“I didn’t think so.” Jessie smiled as if she’d caught Jamie in her own little lie.

“Well, fuck.”

“I know you did a while ago, but again?” Jessie asked, her smile turning up into an all-knowing grin.

“No, I didn’t fuck her again. Especially in the school parking lot.”

Jessie shrugged, her face expressing shock at Jamie’s outburst. “It’s not like it was during school hours.”

“No.” Jamie jumped up and paced again. “Oh my God. I know you have issues with how much I like sex, but do you really think I have no uncrossable lines?”

“Hey, I don’t have issues with it. And you’re both consenting adults.” Jessie stopped for a moment and pinned Jamie with her eyes. “Aren’t you?”

“Of course.” Jamie was disgusted that her sister had to even ask. “Consent is sexy.”

“Okay, so you didn’t fuck again.” Jessie sipped her drink asthough she had mentioned nothing more interesting than what she had for breakfast.

“No. We didnotfuck again.”Unfortunately, Jamie’s mind unhelpfully added. “But can we please get back onto the actual topic?” Jamie’s voice was a little harder edged than she had meant.

“Seems to me this topic is pretty much related to the one you called me about,” Jessie replied, seemingly unaffected by Jamie’s snapping.

Jamie shook her head. “No. It’s not. I fucked her before I knew who she was.”Or she fucked me.“This interview is nothing about that.”

“So then why is it so different from everything else on your blog?” Jessie’s eyebrows rose as though she had just pulled out the smoking gun in the middle of a courtroom.

“You’ve read my blog?” Jamie could have been knocked over with a feather. She stopped pacing and turned to her sister as she blinked slowly, trying to process this information.