Grayson realized she hadn’t heard a car drive up. “How did you get here?”
“I walked. Details. Now.”
Heat rose in Grayson’s cheeks, and she avoided her sister’s probing gaze. She may have had sex with a random stranger, but that didn’t mean she felt comfortable talking about it.
“OH MY GOD! You really did it?” Luna squealed, leaning over to punch Grayson in the arm.
“Yes. Are you happy?” Grayson rubbed the tender spot on her bicep, thinking Luna’s knuckles were like razor blades. “I’ve officially crossed over to the dark side. I had my first one night-stand.”
Luna turned onto her side, her legs beneath her and her face pressed against the back of the couch as she smiled at Grayson. “And?”
Grayson didn’t bother to fight her grin. “I loved it.”
“ First one-night stand.” Luna smirked, waggling her eyebrows suggestively. “I like the sound of that. Here’s to many more. So how was he? Good? I need details woman.”
Without waiting for a reply, Luna leapt to her feet and left the room.
Grayson rolled her eyes and followed her sister, too used to her sister’s ping-pong table style thinking to be anything more than amused. She dropped into a kitchen chair as Luna turned on the kettle. “He was amazing. Well, in bed. He was boring as hell until the clothes came off.”
“I knew it!” Luna laughed, opening the cabinet where their mother kept the tea. “My guy was okay, nothing to write home about.” She tossed a box on the counter and turned to the mugs. “Kinda on the small side, if you know what I mean, though he did have some serious stamina.”
Covering her ears, Grayson laughed. “That’s enough. Let’s keep our torrid sex details to ourselves.”
“You want tea or coffee?”
“Stupid question,” Grayson responded dryly. “I know I was gone a while, but you know me better than that.”
Luna chuckled, locating the jar of instant coffee in the spice cabinet. They were silent for a moment, the cooling fan in the fridge clicking on in the still kitchen.
“You wanna do it again tonight?” Luna asked, shooting a questioning glance over her shoulder as she measured out the instant coffee into a mug. “I know another great place for picking up guys. It’s a totally different scene. Slower.”
Grayson’s heart pounded. Did she want to do it again? The excitement of doing something crazy, coupled with a night of pleasure was well worth the effort. But to do it again the next night? Maybe that was what Luna was used to, but Grayson wasn’t sure she could do it. She’d definitely feel like a slut.
Luna turned around, leaning a hip on the counter. “Hello? Earth to Grace?”
Just then, the sound of the front door opening echoed through the house. Grayson and Luna exchanged surprised glances, and as one, flew through the kitchen door and into the living room, Grayson secretly glad for the interruption.
Their mother practically floated through the door, dropping a box to the ground with a thud. Pictures spilled out, followed by edging scissors and several containers of glitter. Her curly copper hair was as wild as ever. She looked like the retired hippy that she was in her long floral skirt, peasant top, and large hoop earrings.
“Hey, girls! What a sight for sore eyes. I’ve missed seeing the two of you together.” She held open her arms, and Grayson obliged by running right into them.
Mom’s smell was familiar: floral and powdery with a strong overtone of some kind of earthy incense. Grayson squeezed her mom’s thin shoulders. “Thanks for letting me come here.”
Mom swatted her away. “My children are always welcome. You know that.” She took off her sweater and tossed it over the back of the couch. “So you finally came to your senses? It took longer than I expected.”
Grayson shook her head. “It took way too long.”
“I told you that your signs didn’t belong together,” Mom reminded her. “Maybe someday you’ll listen to me.
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