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The quick stop at the grocery store and subsequent drive back to her place were uneventful, but she knew the second she looked up at her front door that things weren’t going to stay that way.
Her sister was leaning against her door, looking rather perturbed. Teagan supposed she had a right to, her keys didn’t work anymore. Oops.
She hoisted the plant upon her hip once more, tucked the two bags from the grocery store into her fist, and locked her car doors. She made her way slowly up the stairs and around her balcony, coming to a rest in front of Shea, who made no move to help lighten her load or anything.
“Why don’t my keys work anymore?” Shea asked bluntly.
“Changed the locks,’ Teagan replied, matching her sister’s tone.
“What for?”
“Landlord wanted to,” she lied and reached for her keys. “I’ll make you a new set next time I’m able.”
“We can go after dinner,” Shea replied. “What are you making, by the way?”
Teagan didn’t mind cooking for Shea, but she was almost pleased to tell her she had plans. It never happened, Teagan having plans.
“Jaxon’s coming for dinner, actually… and I don’t know what I’m making exactly. Maybe pasta? I bought some chicken.”
“Oh,Jaxon’scoming for dinner, is he?” Shea’s voice dripped with sarcasm. Teagan thrust the bags of groceries into her sister’s hands and unlocked the door to let them both into her place.
She placed the plant by the front window and closed and locked the door behind her.
“You shouldn’t eat pasta before fucking. You’ll get a cramp,” Shea continued, holding out the groceries.
“I thought that was eating before swimming that caused cramps.”
“Same thing. Any cardio, really.”
“Huh, good to know.”
Considering there wasn’t going to be any fucking this evening, she was still going to make pasta. She took the bags and set them on the coffee table for the time being.
“So, you are then?” Shea asked.
“Are what?”
“Fucking him.”
“God, Shea…” Teagan dropped her keys in the bowl by the door and hung her purse on the hook. Her coat went up after.
“What? Don’t be a prude, Teags. That’s what you do with a boyfriend, isn’t it? I’m fucking Frank.”
“Yes,I know. You never fail to tell me how you’re fucking him,whenyou’re fucking him,whyyou’re fucking him.” She scooped up the groceries and walked out to the kitchen. Shea followed, still talking.
“Precisely. I’m very open with my big sister because we’re best friends.”
“Is that why? I thought maybe it was just to brag about how big his cock is.”
Shea snickered. “That too.” Teagan ducked into the fridge to tuck away the chicken, milk, and vegetables. There was a box of cereal still to be put away.
“Okay… what’s your point?”
“My point is, you’ve apparently been dating Jaxon for a while now, Six weeks, by Brad’s estimation. And you’ve yet to confide inmethe way I confide in you.”
Teagan weighed the possibilities of being able to lie to Shea. She was good at lying. Obviously. But to Shea? She’d never tried. She wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing.
“What do you want to know?” she asked, setting the box of cereal on top of the fridge.
