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I grit my teeth, aware that I’m not going to get out of this easily.

“Out, obviously,” I state, edging my way backward toward the door.

“Well, duh. But where? Who are you meeting?”

It’s on the tip of my tongue to lie to her. To tell her that I’m meeting old friends. But I know she wouldn’t believe me. Not this late at night.

“I’m meeting the guy I’m seeing,” I tell her honestly.

Her entire face lights up with excitement.

“I can’t believe you’ve finally gotten a boyfriend after all these years.”

“Whoa, I said we’re seeing each other; I never said anything about a boyfriend. That’s like…official and exclusive.”

“So you’re not exclusive?”

My lips open to respond but quickly close again when I find that I don’t have an answer.

Sienna’s eyes drill into mine.

“I’m not hooking up with anyone else,” I mutter.

Sienna’s smile starts small, but it very quickly takes over her entire face.

“I’m so happy for you. And it looks good on you. You’ve been smiling so much more recently.”

“Yeah, well, that’s what happens when we get laid regularly.”

“Gare,” she cries, gently slapping my upper arm.

“What? It’s true for you, too. You try and tell me that you don’t smile so much more because of Calvin’s skills in the bedroom.”

I wrinkle my nose. Did I just say that to my sister?

“Well, I mean…”

“That’s enough. I don’t need any more details.”

She gets this far-off look in her eye. “He is good, though.”

“Fucking hell,” I groan.

“Wait,” Sienna cries, her small hand wrapping around my arm to stop me from leaving. “Tell me something, please,” she begs. “I’m dying here.”

“I’m not sure what to tell you. He’s picking me up in a few minutes, but I don’t know what we’re doing.”

She sighs. “Does he…I don’t know,” she says, throwing her arms up in frustration. “Does he at least like hockey?”

“Uh…yeah.”

“Jeez, don’t sound too sure about it.”

“Look, when the time comes, I’ll tell you more. But right now, we’re just having fun. He makes me laugh and helps me forget that I imploded my life and landed here with no job or anything to do.”

“You did the right thing,” Sienna assures me.

“I know. I just…I need to find my footing again.”