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My sister sighs. “He was in New York to catch a flight the next day. It just…happened.”
Jesus Christ. Baker had a one-night stand with my little sister. And then he came back to Pembrooke and had the fucking nerve to lecture me aboutmymistakes.
I swallow in an attempt to forcibly tamp down my anger. “I’m…glad you told me.”
Sydney snorts. “Yeah, you seem it.”
“I mean, this isn’t something I want you to deal with alone. Have you told Harrison?”
I know the answer before she shakes her head.
What little of last night I remember, he was drinking beer and making out with a redhead. He didn’t look like a guy who just had his life upended.
If my sister wasn’t part of the collateral damage, I’d take some selfish satisfaction in this turn of events. All of Harrison’s morally superior lectures and judgmental looks, and then he knocks up my little sister.
“I didn’t mean to tell you, at least not until I decided what I’m doing. I came to see Cassia, but I should have assumed you’d show up.” Sydney glances at Cassia and rolls her eyes. “He’s so needy.”
Cassia smiles, but it’s her fake one.
There’s no genuine amusement in this room.
And I realize…Sydney came from Pembrooke.
Where I was supposed to be.
Which means…Cassia knows I lied yesterday. Knows I didn’t spend the night in Pembrooke.
“I have to pee. I’ll let you guys make out, or whatever.”
Sydney disappears down the hallway, the bathroom door banging shut a few seconds later.
Cassia doesn’t step toward me.
She sure as hell doesn’t kiss me.
“Where were you?”
I shove my hands into my pockets. “Finn called me, wanting to hang out. So I ended up spending the night at Arlington.”
All true.
I haven’t lied to her again.
Yet.
This is the obvious opening to come clean. To tell herexactlywhere I spent the night.
But my little sister—mypregnantlittle sister—is just down the hallway.
Cassia didn’t even tell Sydney we all but broke up this summer. I’m certain she doesn’t want to air out our dirty laundry now. And me sleeping in another girl’s bed isn’t exactly the sort of thing I can mention to her and then say we’ll discuss it more later.
So, that’s all I tell her.
“How’s Finn doing?” Cassia asks.
“He’s…Finn.”
“Did you see Harrison?”
