Switch (Landry Family 3)

“I do,” Sienna retorts. “Spill it.”

“I want to do dirty, dirty things to Graham,” I grin.

Camilla flops back on the mat, her hands covering her face.

“I think I just puked a little in my mouth,” Sienna says, looking at me. “Did you really just say that?”

“That’s just the tip of the iceberg,” I wink. “It’s your fault. You’re the one that got me the job working in such a confined area with him. What did you think would happen, Sienna? Have you even looked at him lately?”

“Yeah,” she says, wincing. “All the time. And I can’t believe we’re even having this conversation.”

Joy sighs as she stands. “You’re lucky you didn’t hear her story from today.”

Sienna’s face twists in disgust as I stand, laughing. We all stretch quietly, each of us mulling over our own thoughts. Joy’s obviously mirror mine because every time I make eye contact with her, I have to look away so I don’t start giggling again.

“Are you ready to date again?” Sienna asks.

“I don’t know. If I found the right guy, I’m sure I would,” I admit. “But I don’t even know what I’m looking for at this point. It’s been so long since I thought about it.”

“Have you talked to Eric?” Camilla asks. The sweeter of the two sisters, her voice is soft and comforting. She reminds me of their mother—prim and proper and nurturing. Sienna, on the other hand, is more lively. She’s the one you could call at midnight and ask to sneak out and go for a drive. Camilla would’ve died before breaking the rules.

I hold my Warrior pose as long as I can, weighing my words before answering her. “I haven’t talked to him. I doubt I’ll ever hear from him again, to be honest.” I release the pose and breathe. “I’m okay with that. It’s the way I want it, actually. If he called, it would just set me back. I need to be focused on what I want and what I’m able to get.”

“You can get anything you want,” Camilla says. “You can go to school. Teach yoga. Change jobs or—”

“Move to LA with me,” Sienna chimes in. “Cam is right. You can do whatever you want.”

“You make it sound so easy.”

“If you’re thinking about dating, I know a guy,” Camilla offers, ignoring her sister’s glare, “that I think you might like.”

“I’m sure you do,” Sienna says.

“Don’t start,” Camilla fires back. “I don’t say a word about your little friends-with-benefits thing with what’s-his-name and I know him. I don’t know why you feel the need to put down a guy you don’t even know.”

“Because I don’t know him!” Sienna jumps to her feet, the purple ends of her hair swishing behind her. “You won’t let me meet him. You made me promise not to even bring him up to Linc or Graham or Barrett. That says something, Cam.”

“It says I don’t want them to run him off before I decide if I like him or not! I need some room this time,” Camilla says, taking a step towards her twin. “Once you all come into play, you either plant thoughts in my head or you scare him off.”

“Only when we need to,” Sienna says.

“I don’t do that to you!”

“Because I don’t need it,” Sienna says, holding her ground. “You’re the fragile one, Cam. You’re the one we all have to watch out for.”

“Hey,” I say, a little louder than necessary. “Settle down, you guys.”

Their faces fall, Camilla’s eyes finding the mat and Sienna, the fierier of the two, shaking her head.

“I’m sorry, Sienna. Just give me some space, okay?”

Sienna holds her hand out and Camilla squeezes it. Their bond makes me smile.

“Anyway, you were saying something about a guy you know?” I ask gently. I don’t really care, but I don’t want this silence to last for too long.

“He’s nice,” Camilla says. “He just moved back to town too. Well, I guess he’s always lived here, but he was gone for a while. Keenan Marks. Do you remember him?”

I shake my head. “Maybe vaguely. Short black hair?”