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Di was pleased her family noticed the change, and even more so, that they attributed it to Pax, but at the same time, she was afraid to say too much to her sisters. Generally, how this went is that she would give a little blip of information, and they would prod and pry until they knew the entire story up, down, and sideways. They were sisters; it was what they did. Speaking of which, that’s what they ought to be doing to Ruby right now. She was certainly not more chill and less tortured. She was wound up tighter than Diamond had ever seen her. Besides which, putting the sisterly attention on Ruby would take it off of her.

“Does Dad still have a secret candy stash? I could really go for some M&Ms.” Diamond wasn’t sure the candy covered chocolates fit in under Pax’s healthy eating limits, but she figured there had to be grace for cheat days somewhere, and if there wasn’t, she would have to deal.

Grinning, Emmy dragged a barstool over to the pantry, and stood on it, grabbing an old popcorn tin off the top shelf. She opened it up, and grinned broadly at Diamond. “Jackpot!” She tossed down two large bags of the requested candy, and a package of red vines, before replacing the tin on the top shelf with an evil smile.

“Awesome! Let’s go.”

When they got back up to the room, the bottle of wine Ruby had been drinking from was completely empty and she looked close to tears. Their happy-go-lucky Barrett bitches girls’ night was spoiled before it started, and Emmy looked pissed. Truthfully, Diamond felt the same. Roo was feeling no pain as she swiped for one of the bottles Emmy had carried upstairs with her.

“No, way. Nuh-uh. No more for you until we have a chance to catch up,” Diamond declared, grabbing the bottle from Emmy, popping it open and taking a long swig. “And while we are doing that, you spill it.”

Ruby immediately froze up, crossing her arms over her chest and pouting. “There’s nothing to spill. I’m just trying to have a little fun with my sisters.”

“Oh, yeah,” Emmy replied sarcastically, “you’re tons of fun. Loads.”

Ruby glared at her.

Diamond just rolled her eyes and cursed the fact that Pax had gone to bed so early. She was beginning to think girls’ night had been a bad idea.

“Listen, Roo,” she said, taking charge. “This is Emmy’s night. This is how she chose to celebrate her graduation, and frankly, who knows when we’ll all get a chance to get together like this again? So, you can either pull the stick out of your ass, set your Trevor issues aside and have a good time, or you can tell us, your sisters, what in the hell is going on, and we can try to help. But this? This passive aggressive pouting and acting like a fool while refusing to tell us why—it has got to stop. It’s not on the list of options, so cut the crap.”

“Fine. If you want me to talk, give me more wine.”

Emmy started to pass a bottle, but Diamond stopped her. “She’s had enough for the time being. She’s being a wine bogart. You have some first, Emmy.”

Emmy furrowed her brows, but took a swig from the open bottle. “You know, Di, you’re getting kind of bossy in your old age.”

It was true. She was being bossy tonight. In truth, she probably sounded a lot like Pax. Was being his submissive bringing out her dominant side in her other relationships? Was that normal? She shrugged. “Well, if I’m being bossy, it’s because someone needs bossing.” She pointed at Ruby, attempting to get the conversation back on track. “Roo, you spent the better part of a decade waiting for Trevor to put a ring on your finger, and now he has, and you’re not happy. What gives?”

Her sister shrugged again, and Emmy passed the wine. Roo held it, but didn’t drink. “Can we please talk about something else? I promise to chill if we can just talk about anything but Trevor.” She paused and pounced on Diamond with an evil grin, looking more like herself than she had since girls’ night had started. “Let’s talk about where Diamond’s been hiding her secret new boy toy, and why we hadn’t heard of him until she showed up on the doorstep with him in tow.”

“Oh, yes!” Emmy squealed in agreement. “Let’s talk about that!”

“Traitor,” Diamond muttered.

“Hey, I know everything under the sun about Trevor and have for years. Pax is fresh meat, and he is prime, grade-A beefcake.”

“Fine.” Diamond jutted her chin out stubbornly, challenging them. “What do you want to know?”

“How long have you been dating?”

“What’s his full name?”

“Where is he from?”

“Have you guys had sex yet?

“Is he good in bed?”

“Most importantly, does he have any brothers?”

Their questions came rapid fire, as if they had been holding them in all day, just chomping at the bit for a chance to ask. The last one came from Emmy.

Diamond laughed, a deep hard belly laugh, and then she answered every one. It finally felt like girls’ night. “A week, Paxton Aaron Donovan, he’s from back east somewhere, yes, and yes, and I don’t know, but I’ll ask.”

“You’ve only been together a week, and you’ve already had sex? Damn girl, you work fast!” Ruby exclaimed.

Diamond just shook her head. Roo had no idea.

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