Page 119 of Triplet Babies for my Ex's Best Friend

Great. Perfect timing.

Luci notices the shift in my expression instantly. “Oh,” she says, delighted. “Is that him?”

“No.”

She nearly shrieks. “Flip the camera.”

“I have to go,” I say quickly. “Bye.”

I hang up immediately before she can escalate.

I sit there, staring at my phone like it personally betrayed me.

Then I look up.

Ethan is still watching me, one brow slightly raised. “Should I be concerned?”

“Yes,” I say flatly. “Very.”

He steps closer, setting his phone down on the counter. “About?”

“My sister. She’s coming this weekend to visit me. We haven’t had a chance to see one another since I moved here.”

He pauses. “All right.”

I blink. “That’s it?”

“That’s it,” he says simply. A faint hint of amusement touches his mouth. “What’s she like?”

I huff out a laugh. “She’s chaotic, blunt, and has no filter. She will absolutely interrogate you.”

“I’ve handled worse.”

“Have you?” I challenge.

He steps closer, and my brain immediately short-circuits. “She can stay here.”

I blink again. “What?”

“If she’s visiting,” he continues, like this is a completely normal conversation and not one happening in very dangerous proximity, “it makes more sense for her to stay here.”

“That’s… incredibly generous.”

“You shouldn’t have to worry about accommodations. I have the room.”

My heart does that stupid thing again. The one where it feels too full.

“Thank you,” I say softly.

I don’t even realize I’ve stepped closer until I’m already there. Close enough to see the slight shadow of stubble along his jaw, close enough to feel the warmth of him.

This is a bad idea. This issucha bad idea.

“Your sister,” he says quietly, like he’s trying to stay on topic and failing just a little.

“Is a problem,” I finish.

His gaze drops briefly to my mouth. “Mm.”