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"I'll make sure to tell my dad that."
She laughed. "Catchy wasn't what they were going for, huh?"
"Nope," I said with a grin.
"I’ve never actually done drugs," Aela admitted sheepishly.
"Me either," said Aoife.
"I almost tried coke in school but I was scared Papa would find out," Inessa confessed.
"I’ve smoked weed," Camille said. "But I never went deeper than that. It’s dangerous territory even if they say it isn’t a gateway drug."
I snorted. "You’re all prudes."
"Oh, and you’re Pablo Escobar in your spare time, I suppose?" Aela jibed.
"No," I retorted with a sniff. "But when I was a teenager, there was so much shit floating around backstage, I experimented."
Aoife frowned at me, and her hand tightened around my wrist. "Were you safe?"
"Probably not. Some of the roadies were grade A creeps; their intentions made the coke they were sniffing look pure. But Camden and I got along back then. We used to try shit out together."
"You never got hooked?"
"No." There’d been a couple times when I’d tried to get to sleep with pot, but the aftermath wasn’t pretty. I didn’t react well to cannabis. "Neither of us did, actually. His vices lie with cards."
"What are yours?"
"I didn’t really have any until recently."
A bubble of laughter escaped Aoife. "Oh, my God." She released my wrist and clapped her hand to her mouth. "It’s sex, isn’t it? That’s your vice?"
My nose crinkled. "Specifically with Aidan. I’m living my teenaged self’s best life."
Camille derided, "Like sex isn’t a vice we all share."
Aela reached for some more nuts. "She has a point. Have you seen our husbands?"
"I have." The smooth tone had us twisting around to face the intruder. Declan strolled over with Cameron against his chest. "What about us? Should our ears be burning?"
"No, but your dicks probably should," I drawled.
"Sounds painful."
"It does actually… I meant it to be the opposite," I admitted.
Aela chuckled. "You should see your face."
Declan arched a brow. "So, we shouldn’t have STD-like symptoms but boners is what you’re saying?"
"Is this a conversation you want to be having with your sisters-in-law?" Aoife countered smoothly.
Declan leaned against the breakfast bar, and it didn’t escape my attention that he’d taken note of the bandage on her finger. He only retorted, "Smart ass."
"Why are you interrupting girl talk anyway?" Aela complained.
"Cam wants food, and I can do many things, but grow tits ain’t one of them."
