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“What is he doing here?”
“Are you back together?”
“What did he say?”
“He said… He moved here,” I say at last.
My sisters exchange a look. “But how?”
“He found us,” I say. “I mean, it’s not like we’re in witness protection. We moved in with family.”
“He convinced his family to move here?” Eleanor asks, gaping at me. “For you?”
I swallow. “Not for me. He said his mom married Cotton’s dad.”
They exchange a look, and I can see the swoons building inside them. “But he still loves you?” Everleigh asks.
“I don’t know.”
“But you slept with him,” Eleanor whispers, sinking down on her bed. “You never want to sleep with anyone besides the Dolces.”
I shake my head, trying to get my thoughts straight. There’s not a place on my body where a dick can go that hasn’t been claimed by the Dolce boys, and yet, somehow, Rylan managed to violate me in a new way, a way those boys never have. They couldn’t violate my trust because I’ve known since day one exactly what they are.
Rylan, though… Rylan was the one pure thing I had left. He may not have taken my virginity, but in some deeper, more devastating way, he took the last of my innocence today.
He took away the fantasy. The illusion. The hope.
“Don’t lie,” Eleanor hisses, widening her eyes at me, taking the shake of my head as a denial. “I saw you. You left the door open!”
“Sorry,” I mumble.
“It’s so romantic,” she says, picking up a pillow and hugging it to her chest. “He loved you all this time…”
“Yeah,” I say. “He waited too. So don’t say anything.”
I glare at her, waiting for the meaning of my words to sink in.
“Oh my god,” Everleigh says. “You didn’t tell him?”
“How could I tell him that?”
I don’t even tell them, and they know. We don’t talk about sex stuff. They’re my sisters. It’s just not done in our family.
“What are we even talking about?” Eleanor asks.
“Hewaited,” Everleigh explains patiently. “He was a virgin.”
Eleanor’s eyes go wide as saucers. “Oh…”
“We won’t tell,” Everleigh says. “But we’re not the ones you need to worry about. The whole school knows.”
“And they wouldn’t dare whisper it where I can hear,” I say, crossing my arms.
“It’s soromantic,” Eleanor sighs again. “I always knew he was special.”
“Yeah,” I say. I should be swooning too, but I’ve shut off my feelings for so long I can’t even remember what I’m supposed to feel in this situation. It doesn’t feel romantic to me. It feels like one more landmine that could destroy me if I make a single misstep. I held onto the idea of Rylan for so long, but that’s not reality. I should have known there was nothing good or pure left in the world. Not for girls who’ve done what I’ve done.
I push off the door frame. “Do either of you have a pair of new underwear?”
