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“Why’s that? Colin put a ring on your finger in like two-point-five seconds. And don’t think I don’t want to hear about how that happened,” Liv said. “Does he not want kids?”

“He does. I think his mom is expecting him to provide her with like ten of them.”

“Girl . . .” Jasmin laughed. “You better get on that soon. I’ve met Colin’s mom, she’s not kidding.”

“What’s wrong?” Violet’s happy face fell.

“Nothing.” I quickly waved her off. “Congratulations to both of you. That’s really exciting. All four of you are gonna have little ones at the same time.”

“Erin . . .” Liv started. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. Maybe it’s my concussion.”

Jasmin barked a laugh. “You’re a shitty liar. Something’s wrong. Spit it out already, before Olivia gets whiny.”

“I don’t get whiny.” Olivia crossed her arms over her enormous chest.

“You do, Liv. And be careful you’re getting ready to lose a boob out of your V-neck,” I told her.

“Jesus, I’ll be happy when these things go down.”

“Um. Don’t they fill with milk? Hate to tell you, friend, but they’ll get bigger.” I motioned toward her boobs.

“Don’t remind me. Leo says . . . hey . . . stop trying to change the subject by talking about my boobs.”

Shit. I almost had her. She was so easily distracted, I could normally steer her away from a topic I didn’t want to talk about.

Four sets of eyes pinned me in place. Using all of my telepathic abilities, I silently pleaded with Olivia to change the subject. I even raised an eyebrow, but she didn’t get it. She tapped her foot impatiently and waited me out.

“We haven’t . . . we don’t . . . there hasn’t been a place . . . ah, fuck it, I’m still a virgin. We haven’t had sex yet.”

Four jaws dropped, and it was so quiet in the room you could hear a pin drop.

“How in the actual fuck is that possible?” my cousin asked.

“Um, hello, president’s daughter here. Secret Service. Personal bodyguards. Kinda hard to have sex when there is, literally, a man dressed in a black suit, armed to the teeth, standing next to you at all times.”

“I just assumed you and Colin had. I mean, that he’d taken . . . you still haven’t?” Liv stuttered.

“No! First, we were in a shitty motel room, and he refused to do anything with me there because he said I was too special to have my first time in a thirty dollar a night motel. Then we got to the cabin, and he took his sweet ass time doing really great stuff to me. Then he said he didn’t want to go all the way until we got home, and I had time to think without the fear of being kidnapped on my mind. He said he didn’t want me to regret it. It didn’t matter what I said to him, he wouldn’t budge. Then the fucking house exploded, he was shot, I was drugged, he was beaten nearly to death, I was scared, I stabbed someone, have a concussion, and now he says I have to wait until my head is healed.” I finally took a breath after my rant and realized all the women were staring at me with a weird look on their faces. Well, everyone but my cousin, Jasmin was smirking. “What?”

“He said you were too special for your first time to be in a shitty motel?” Liv asked.

“Yes.”

“He wanted to wait so you had time to think?” Violet asked.

“Yep.”

“Really great stuff, huh?” Ivy giggled.

I nodded.

“Who the fuck knew Colin was such a romantic fool?” Jasmin added.

“Did anyone hear me? I’m in my mid-twenties and a virgin. I don’t want to be a virgin. I’ve tried to not be one. But I can’t get him to have sex with me. I think I’m like a golden unicorn or something, no one still has their V card at my age.”

Liv broke out in a fit of laughter, and the rest followed. I didn’t see what was so funny about my current predicament, but they sure found it hilarious.