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My laugh might be too loud. “Us as in you and her, or us as in all four of us.”

“Jealous that I got her first?” He doesn’t address the issue. “Besides, I didn’t think you liked younger chicks.”

“I’m only two years older than you.”

“Which makes you seven years older than her.”

“Lucky number seven,” I mumble and put my attention back on the directions while Sebastian grills Vance.

“Last night was wild, but is it just a vacation fling? It can’t work, right?”

The two of them dabble in admitting they want more. I focus on driving, offering minimal input when they insist. Turns out we’re all three, all in. How did she pull that off?

Vance confirms that they’re going to be in touch about getting together today when we all finish our family stuff.

The phallic layout of the area is lost in the majesty of the mountains rising around the neighborhood. The lake’s surface is choppy, must be the wind ahead of the storm I saw in the extended forecast. I hadn’t paid much attention to it since we should be gone by then.

We pass the luxury mountain homes that do justice to the majesty of the surrounding beauty. They’re all huge. All expensive. I’m even more curious than ever what mom’s up to.

“What the fuck?” Vance may not have meant to say that out loud.

I glance at Vance in the backseat as we near the address. “Nice neighborhood. Mom say anything about moving?”

“I don’t think she’d come here on her own. I’ve barely talked to her lately. She’s been busy, harder to get hold of,” Sebastian muses.

As I turn into the driveway, Vance says, “That’s Aria’s car.”

“Honda CR-V’s are pretty common,” Sebastian says.

“She said she had to meet her dad at nine.”

“Did she mention where he lives?” Sebastian is calmer than Vance. My heart’s a lot closer to Vance’s mood.

“The sticker on the back window—the heart and lifeline—it’s her.”

“You’re right.” Sebastian’s calmness shifts to nervousness.

I park next to the Honda. Vance could get out either side but he gets out the side closest to the car, stops just behind the driver’s door, and runs his hand over the edge of the roof.

What the fuck is going on?

“This is definitely Aria’s car. The baby blue blanket in the back seat…I only saw it for a second, but it’s there.”

Vance is pretty freaked out. Sebastian’s even stressed, which is rare. “I’m sure there’s a logical explanation.”

“Can you name one that doesn’t end poorly?” He’s not close enough to punch me, but his glare shoots daggers.

“Let’s go in, figure out what we’re dealing with, then decide what to do.”

Vance steps toward the door but he looks like he’s about to vomit.

Sebastian is still trying to make sense of it. “Aria’s a nurse, so Mom knows a local nurse. You don’t think she’s sick, do you?”

I wave him off and knock. “The answer’s behind door number one.”

Four

Sebastian

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