“Livia patted Kyle’s shoulder condescendingly. “Look at that! You did all that complaining without cursing. That’s a good girl.”

“Do you have to use the ladies’ room or something?” Livia asked.“No. No, I don’t. I just can’t wait. I’m having all sorts of problems with the waiting.”Livia knew her sister’s secret would bubble out of her soon.Cole put a hand on Kyle’s shoulder. “You wanted to wait, remember? Tell her if you can’t stand it anymore.”At that, Kyle exploded. She waved her sparkling left hand in front of her. “Oh my God! I’m engaged! I’m marrying Cole!”

“Fairy Princessfuckingrella is kicking her slutting up a notch.He saw Livia tense out of the corner of his eye. Shit. Kyle’s going to ruin their night together.”

“Hello, beautiful Livia," Blake answered. "How did you know it was me?" Livia saw her wide smile in the rear view mirror. "The phone looked sexier when it rang.”

“You grabbed my tit a little, Mr. Old Timey Talker.”Blake seemed to swallow a smile. “Manhandling a lady is inexcusable. I would only do so if said woman was too stubborn to remove herself from a dangerous situation.” He took Kyle’s hand and kissed the top of it lightly.“Aw, crap. Well, aren’t you too fucking charming for words?” Kyle smiled despite her best efforts to look tough. “All right, Mr. Old Timey, I’ll let you get away with the boob palming this time.”“That’s fortunate because I hate ingesting my own testicles.” He gave her a devilish grin with naughty eyes to match.Kyle looked at Livia. “He’s adorable.”

“This bear looks well-loved.” He gently lifted the hairless, torn bear that Livia kept in a prominent position on her shelf.“That’s Teddy. He’s my favorite.” Livia felt herself blush.“Obviously. What a lucky bear.” Blake sniffed the frazzled old toy. “He smells just like you.”

“That’s great. You have family.” Livia rubbed Blake’s arm.“You’re my family,” Blake said coldly.”