The sarcasm in her sister’s voice wasn’t lost on Erin. “I don’t need help with Nolan. Especially not with you and Sydney there.”

“ Well , Sydney and I could watch him while you and Miss Babysitter go do something else.”

Something else. Erin’s body heated up at the implications of those words. Stop it! She turned to face her sister more fully. “Listen, I know you have good intentions, but just drop it. Nothing’s happening. She’s Nolan’s babysitter and she’s twenty-two-years-old . For all I know, I’m closer in age to her mom than her .”

“Ah.” Her sister smirked and Erin knew whatever came out of her mouth next was going to be something she didn’t  want to hear. “So, you’ve thought about this, huh?”

“What?” Erin shook her head more than was necessary. “Of course not.”

“Well, for what it’s worth, I already like her more than Bianca.” And just like that, her sister walked away as though her words hadn’t just blown Erin’s mind.

She didn’t have time to dwell on them though, as the glass door loudly opened behind her and a boisterous male voice shouted over all of the chatter of the guests. “I’m here! The party can start.”

Erin turned around to find a young man, who appeared to be in his late teens, with shaggy blonde hair and striking blue eyes, holding up a case of beer.

Brandy, who seemed to come out of nowhere, grabbed the case of beer out of the boy’s hands. “Give me that. Why do you even have it?”

The teen shrugged. “Dad asked me to carry it out. For the adults , of course. Us under-twenty-oners totally  won’t be drinking it after all of the adults are too drunk to notice.”

“Shut up, asshole,” a very familiar voice said from right behind Erin’s back.

A wet hand landed on her shoulder, and when Erin turned to look at Blair, she was pointing toward the boy. “Erin, this is my obnoxious, but sometimes lovable, brother, Blake.”

Blake. Duh.  Erin should have realized that from all of the pictures hanging around their house. The problem was his hair was much longer than it was in any of those pictures. He looked more like he belonged in California, not suburban Pennsylvania.

“It’s very nice to meet you, Blake. I’m Erin.”

Blake’s smile grew with her introduction. “Oh, I know. My sister talks about you all the time .”

“Remember what I said about shutting up?” Blair asked, but there wasn’t quite as much of a joking tone to her voice this time. She pointed to the girl standing next to Blake, who Erin hadn’t noticed. “This is the more important person to meet. My brother’s amazing girlfriend, who is way too good for him, Trinity.”