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him out on it and put him on the spot first chance she got. And if this was it, I wanted to hear exactly how he responded.
    I stood frozen in the center of the room, holding my breath, straining to hear even the slightest indication of voices. When I finally picked up on some distant murmuring, I was able to trace it back to the fan above the toilet. I had to climb on top of it and pry the grid cover to the fan out of the ceiling, but at last I was able to make out some words.
    “…keep my eyes closed for the most part, but I’m not complaining.”
    “Of course not.”
    Silence.
    “Let’s not beat around the bush. Why did you really come here? Think hooking up with my sister will be a great way to get back at your ex?”
    “What? No.”
    “Really? ‘Cause the way I heard it, things ended pretty abruptly between the two of you when you found out she was screwing someone else.”
    “So what if it did? Girls like Brit are a dime a dozen. If I wanted to get back at her, I’d take the next flight out of here and call up any one of my exes the media would actually recognize and bang her. At least that way, Brit would actually find out about it.”
    My heart sank a little. Dream boys were so much better when they remained in your dreams. Reality always did have a way of fucking things up.
    “What is it then? What does a guy like you find so fascinating about my sister?” May was turning up the bitch factor.
    “You say that like you don’t think she has anything to offer. What, you two have some sort of twin rivalry or something?” Jack’s tone wasn’t exactly warm and fuzzy either.
    “ She’s not the one I think has nothing to offer.”
    Silence again. I heard the mattress squeak as someone went to sit on it. Jack presumably, considering the blow May had just dealt him.
    “Look. I’m sure you have all kinds of pre-conceived ideas about the type of guy I am, and many of them are probably completely justified, but I promise you, I am not here to hurt your sister. Obviously, I don’t know Embers well enough to even begin to put into words the qualities she possesses that make me want to be near her, let alone explain it, but I do…I want to be near her.”
    Apparently, that was all my sister needed to hear. In the blink of an eye, her demeanor had switched again.
    “Cool. Well, we’re going down to the water. Wanna come?”
    “Um…yeah. Definitely.”
    I heard May’s dresser drawer screech as she pulled it open. Then again when it closed.
    After that, there was nothing more to hear.
     
    When May came back upstairs, she wandered into my bathroom where she found me sitting on the floor next to the bathtub, head in my hands and the fan grid lying just a couple of feet from me.
    She took one look at the hole in the ceiling and me huddled on the floor and asked, “What are you doing?”
    “Trying to stop the room from spinning.”
    May came closer. “Why?”
    “Because it’s making me dizzy.”
    “No. Not why are you trying to stop the room from spinning. Why is the room spinning at all?”
    I lifted my head. “Oh. Turns out, if I stand on my toilet and stick my head into the vent, I can hear everything happening downstairs.”
    May bit her lip. She knew she was busted. “Then you should be thanking me.”
    “Really? Funny. That had not occurred to me.”
    “I’m not surprised. You always were incredibly ungrateful.” She smirked as she slid down to the floor beside me. “Tell me, are you freaking because you found out a guy is interested in you or because you realized you’re actually interested in him as well.”
    My head dropped back between my knees. “I don’t know,” I whined pathetically.
    “It’s been three years Em. No time like the present to get back on the horse. Especially considering the horse is such a stud.”
    I lifted my face just high enough to look at her. “You did not just say that.”
    “Oh, no, I definitely did. Now come on. He’s probably already waiting for