“How old do I have to be before I don’t have to put up with that nickname anymore?”

“Sixty? Ish?”

“Very funny. Speaking of very funny and how life comes around full circle, I need you to do something for me.”

As always Mac was prepared to give her a hard time, but since they’d nearly lost her the day P.J. was born, he found that more difficult to do than it had ever been before. Usually, giving Janey a hard time was as easy as breathing to him. He couldn’t allow himself to think about how very close they’d come to losing her without being reduced to tears. Not that he’d ever tell her that… “What do you need?”

“Condoms.”

Okay, he might’ve guessed diapers. He hadn’t seen that one coming. “What? What the hell?”

“Joe and I need condoms, and I’ve decided you’re going to get them for us.”

“You’ve decided? What the hell is wrong with him that he can’t do it?”

“Absolutely nothing is wrong with him, but I want you to do it.”

Recalling the time he’d sent her to get them for him and Maddie when they were first dating and didn’t want the whole island talking about them sleeping together, he had to concede he owed her one—and she knew it. “You think you’re pretty funny, don’t you?”

“I do. In fact, I think I’m downright hilarious. Just make sure you get them to me before bedtime. Joe’s feeling a bit…cooped up and ready to get back to normal. You wouldn’t want me to get pregnant again after what happened with P.J., now would you?”

“This is like a form of emotional blackmail. Right? You know I’m totally over all the train-wreck deliveries around here, so you’re blackmailing me into doing dirty work your husband ought to be doing for you, right?”

“Oh, it’s going to be dirty, all right. The dirtier the better.”

“Janey! Come on! Spare me the gory details, will ya?”

“I’m counting on you, big brother. Don’t let me down.”

“I hate you right now.”

“No, you don’t. You love me, and you know it. Oh, and Mac?”

“Yeah?”

“Get the extra-large ones, will you?” She hung up laughing before he could begin to fashion a reply to that. Disgusted, he tossed his phone onto the seat and grunted out a laugh. He had to give his baby sister credit for a game well played. As the younger sister of four older brothers, Janey had learned to fight dirty from an early age. He could only imagine her plotting out this scheme with Joe and the two of them having a good laugh at his expense.

He’d once done the same exact thing to her, right down to the extra-large comment, so he probably had this coming.