Page 23 of Snow One Like You

“I’m sorry I missed the morning shenanigans.”

“Don’t be. I’m sure you’ll experience many more of them.”

“What’s wrong?”

Lulu was quiet long enough for me to know she was about to lie to me.

“Nothing. I’m just tired. It was early, and the kids were more hyped up than usual.”

“While I’m sure that’s true, you aren’t telling me everything.”

Cammie attempted to get up, but I tightened my arm around her waist to keep her in place.

“You should have privacy for this conversation,” she whispered.

“What?” Lulu asked. “I didn’t hear you.”

“Cammie was just telling me we should have privacy for this conversation,” I replied.

Both women gasped, and I couldn’t blame them. I didn’t know what the fuck had come over me. Now I was going to have to explain to Lulu who Cammie was…and I couldn’t exactly tell my sister that Cammie was my Christmas fling. And Cammie would want to know why the hell I’d told my sister about her at all.

And I didn’t have an answer for either of them.

Liar…liar.

I fucking hated that stupid voice in my head.

Being dishonest with myself wasn’t my MO. So it seemed I needed to look at what I was really feeling and figure my shit out.

“Cammie? Who is Cammie?” Lulu squawked.

“Nobody,” Cammie interjected before I could say anything, and I leaned around her so she could see my scowl.

“I came out to check on your brother when he took a fall and got snowed in with him,” she finished explaining, ignoring me.

“She’s not nobody,” I growled.

Cammie and Lulu both said, “What?”

I answered them both at once. “I said, she’s not nobody. We aren’t exactly sure what we are to each other yet, but she’s definitely someone important to me.”

Pink dusted Cammie’s cheeks, and though there was fear in her ice-blue eyes, she also looked pleased.

“I’m scared, too,” I whispered in her ear. “But not enough to walk away from this.”

“Um…should I hang up?” Lulu asked, though it was clear from her tone that she didn’t want to.

It was tempting to say yes because I was feeling peckish again. And not for food.

But I wanted to find out what was bothering my sister. “Not until you tell me what you’re obviously trying not to.”

Lulu huffed. “You are so annoying.”

“Yeah, but I’m the bestest brother in the world. So spill.”

“Trent came by this morning.”

“What the fuck?” I shouted. Knowing my outburst wouldn’t help Lulu’s anxiety, I used my free hand to rub my temple and count to ten. Then I muttered, “I’m going to kill that motherfucker.”

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