Rebecca wasn’t listening. She was searching through the grocery bags, frowning. “I swear I bought mustard,” she muttered. “Did they really forget to include it?”

“Hey, I need to talk to you,” I said, clearing my throat.

“Well, talk to me in the kitchen,” Rebecca said. “I got milk and it’s already warm.”

I grabbed two of the closest bags and followed Rebecca into the kitchen. She was muttering under her breath as she rushed around, putting things away and slamming cabinet doors. When the bags were emptied and stuffed into the recycling, she grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and sat down, heaving.

“It’s so hot out there,” she said. “God, it’s like being in a swamp. Why the heck do they call this the Northeast if we’re always boiling during the summer?”

I laughed nervously. “No idea,” I said, shaking my head.

“So, what did you want to talk about?”

I flushed hotly.

Rebecca’s jaw dropped. “Something happened,” she said slyly. “With a boy. Am I right?”

“More of a man, really,” I said softly. “But…yes.”

“Well? Who?”

“Your brother.” The words came out as a squeak and I cleared my throat. “Alex,” I said, swallowing again. “He came over here…about thirty minutes ago.”

“Oh my gosh,” Rebecca said. She clapped a hand over her mouth. “Molly!”

“And we, um…”

“Well, tell me,” Rebecca said eagerly. “I want to know everything.”

My cheeks burned as I recalled the intense, orgasmic sensations that had rocked my

body like a powerful storm.

“We slept together,” I said. “It was..”

“Oh, god, I hope he wasn’t bad,” Rebecca said. She wrinkled her nose. “Did you have fun?”

All I could do was nod. “Yeah,” I said. “It was…really good.”

“Okay, like, I don’t want to know the super dirty details, he is my brother, after all,” Rebecca said. “But was he nice to you, at least? Like, not mean?”

“He was…very instructive,” I said softly, clearing my throat.

“Are you gonna do it again?”

“I have no idea,” I said. “We didn’t really talk. I mean, he just left when it was over.”

“Oh.” Rebecca frowned. “Are you okay with that?”

“Yeah,” I said. I blushed and bit my lip. “I don’t really even know what we would talk about. We don’t have anything in common.”

“You had good sex,” Rebecca said. She smirked. “I mean, that’s a thing, right?”

“Rebecca, you know he sleeps with everyone. You said it yourself.”

“Yeah, but…” Rebecca trailed off. “I don’t know, Mol.”

“He was fine,” I said. “And if it happens again, cool. If not, I don’t know, maybe you were right. Maybe I will start to feel more confident, knowing I had such a good time.”

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