“Oh, yeah.” He came up on an elbow and stroked a finger along her jaw and down her body, the calloused pad catching on a nipple, watching as it tightened for him.

“Now?” she asked hopefully.

“Now.” He rolled onto his back, pulling her on top to straddle him.

She grinned down at him. “You remembered.”

“I remember all my promises.”

IT WAS FOUR in the morning when Piper snuck into the house. She blamed Cam for exhausting her so thoroughly that they’d fallen asleep. Luckily, the morning wasn’t particularly cold, so when she shivered, she knew it wasn’t a chill. It was the memories of one Camden Hayes, all hard muscle under firm skin, the feel of his mouth on hers, the taste of him, the sound of his deep, rough groan in her ear when she’d touched him.

It was still dark, but she didn’t need to turn on any lights as she tiptoed up the stairs and down the hall, stopping short at the sound of someone throwing up.

She pushed the bathroom door open and found Winnie on her knees, hugging the porcelain god and puking her guts up. Sweet Cheeks was winding her way around Winnie’s legs with worried little cat chirps.

Piper nudged Sweet Cheeks aside. Then she pulled out her own hair tie and used it on Winnie’s hair to hold it back for her. Turning, she grabbed a towel, wet it in the sink, and set it against the damp, heated nape of Winnie’s neck.

Winnie moaned, flushed, and lay her cheek on the side of the toilet seat, eyes closed, skin green and clammy.

“Okay,” Piper said, dropping to her knees at her sister’s side. “This isn’t food poisoning. It’s time to get you to a doctor.”

“You’re a doctor.”

“I’m an EMT.”

“But you’re going to be a physician assistant once you finish school.”

“Which I haven’t even started yet,” Piper pointed out. “And why are we talking about that instead of you? Something’s clearly wrong, Win.”

“Yeah.” Her sister closed her eyes. “But it’s not what you think.”

Piper stared at her, and when her own stomach dropped to her toes, she leaned back on her heels. “Oh my God. You’re pregnant.”

“Yeah. But trust me, God had nothing to do with it.”

Chapter 18

“When I told you I caught the spider in your bathroom . . . I lied.”

At Winnie’s shocking statement, Piper’s legs collapsed. Luckily, the wall kept her propped upright. Numb, she stared at her sister. “You’re really pregnant?”

“According to the ten pregnancy tests I took in the Target bathroom.” Clearly feeling the opposite of numb, Winnie got to her feet and turned to the sink to rinse out her mouth.

“When?” Piper asked from the floor. “How?”

Winnie met her gaze in the mirror. “Well, when two people like each other, they—”