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gets her a gig, but she doesn’t strip. Pole’s just like a sport to her. I’d argue, but you should see the bruises she comes home from classes with. I took those for a competition she did last month.”
    “You took all those? I thought you did computer stuff. Like graphics for websites.” He was pretty sure he hadn’t zoned out of their lunch conversation that much.
    “I do. That’s where the money is. That’s where I can get work that pays enough for rent. But my focus in school is photography. I like it, but after school, that kind of thing will just be a hobby. Lexi thinks I should drop graphic design, but I’d rather do that than end up taking portraits in a department store.”
    “Maybe you should listen to her.”
    “I need something more stable—which I realize might not be the thing to say to a dancer, but we can’t all be artists.” Jaime shrugged and glanced back at the picture before turning back to Sean and climbing farther on top of him. “Not that I’m not flattered you think I’m talented, but I have other talents, and the half-naked girl is not really what’s got my attention right now.”
     
     
    S EAN WITHHELD a groan when he opened the door to his apartment and spotted Alana stretched out on the floor, painting her toenails.
    “How’d it go? Was it amazing? Are you already naming your hypothetical children I’m not having for you?” Alana asked without looking up or pausing from her work.
    “Why are you here?” Sean looked toward the kitchen, but Travis wasn’t there, and a glance though the open door to his room didn’t give him any hope Travis would appear and declare a ban on discussing Sean’s sex life.
    “My sister is pissed I accidentally threw out a bag of her clothes. It’s not my fault. She put her dirty clothes in a trash bag. Who does that?”
    “And Travis left you here?” Sean threw his jacket in his room and went into the kitchen. There was an empty box from a frozen pizza on the counter he was sure Travis hadn’t left there. Of course, if Travis stopped stocking the refrigerator with frozen pizzas for her, maybe Alana would stop acting like she lived in their apartment.
    “Haven’t seen him. One of you left the deadbolt off again. You’re going to get robbed. Or stabbed. Or robbed and stabbed.” Alana sat back and closed the bottle of nail polish before wandering into Travis’s room and coming back with a hoodie. Travis could pretend to kick her out all he wanted. If he wanted Sean to believe he didn’t encourage her, he would have to stop letting her take up a quarter of his closet. Sean should find him a girl to date just so he’d have to explain that he’d adopted a really annoying twenty-year-old.
    “If anyone breaks in, it’s going to be you that stabs and robs them.” Sean debated hiding in his room, but she’d just pop his lock with a fork, so he poured a glass of juice and joined her on the couch instead. It was a good thing he’d showered before he’d left Jaime’s apartment.
    “Because someone has to protect you idiots,” Alana said as she lay down on her back with her head in his lap. “So how was it? I can’t grill you at class because someone will figure it out, and it will travel back to Lupe eventually.”
    “It was good.” Sean tried to shrug and hold back the smile he knew she’d read too easy, but it was useless when the memory of Jaime’s smile and the way it seemed to light up his whole face was so fresh in his mind.
    The door opened before Alana could answer, and Travis didn’t even react to seeing her on the couch as he picked up her dirty plate from the coffee table and moved it to the sink.
    “Sean’s all starry-eyed already,” Alana called after Travis. He’d object, but it would have been pointless.

Chapter 4

     
    S EAN ONLY caught a glimpse of Jaime through the window during class on Tuesday, but he did get a text after that said, Lupe yelled at me for watching her class. Had to pretend I was watching