“Maybe! I have no idea, but that’s more likely than me mistaking her for you.”

I stood tall. “Finley wouldn’t do that.”

“Oh, but she’d revenge fuck your boyfriend?”

My face twisted into disgust.

The Keurig beeped, and I placed a mug under the spout and a K-cup in the holder, pressing the BREW button. I opened the fridge, grabbing a beer and Tyler’s favorite hazelnut creamer.

I handed him the mug, cracking open my beer. “I didn’t stir it,” I snapped.

“Goddamn,” he said, offended. “I thought you said you weren’t mad.”

I glowered at him while he sipped the coffee with a tiny grin on his face. “There is nothing funny about this!”

He laughed once in disbelief. “I would never do that to you. Thank God your sister can’t tell us apart, but I’m a little concerned that you can’t either.”

I crossed my arms. “I’d just woken up and walked in on you and my sister. I might not have been seeing clearly.”

“So you believe me.”

“Stop talking.”

“You gotta know that. I carried you to bed. You were wasted. I wouldn’t have left you. The only thing I can’t figure out is where Falyn was.”

His phone rang, and he answered. “Did you find her?” He nodded, looking at me. “Putting you on speaker.”

“Ellie?” Taylor said as Tyler held out the phone. “Falyn went to the store to get a few things for a birthday breakfast. She let Finley in. She doesn’t know everything, and I’d appreciate it if you didn’t tell her. I didn’t sleep with your sister, and this could get really complicated trying to explain.”

I covered my eyes with my hand. “I won’t say anything. I’m sorry, Taylor.”

Tyler hung up the phone and slid it into his back pocket. “Come here,” he said, holding out his hands.

I kept my face covered. “I’m so sorry.”

“This isn’t your fault,” he said. He walked over to me and wrapped the blanket around us both.

I pressed my forehead against his chest, breathing in stale cigarette smoke and his cologne.

I left him to sit on the couch, lighting a cigarette. He sat next to me, letting his head fall back against the wall. “I’m not sure which one of you should hate the other more.”

“You heard her. We’re sisters. We can’t hate each other.”

“I can hate her,” he grumbled. “I have to know how she crawled into bed with Taylor without him knowing. He must have thought she was Falyn coming back to bed.”

I took a drag and then handed it to Tyler. He took a drag and handed it back.

“My fucked up family has officially poisoned yours.”