“Audra, I swear to God, I’m going to hang up on—”
My sister’s laugh cut off my words, and I couldn’t help but grin. I allowed it only because she couldn’t see. There was a time that I never thought I’d hear that laugh again. And it was such a good sound that I still cherished every moment she let it free.
“I just want to know what you’re going to wear!” she protested, the mirth still apparent in her voice.
My growl was all for show. “Clothes.”
Audra made a thoughtful noise. “You might do better if you went naked.”
“Audra,” I said in warning.
“Do you even know how to date?” This came from my brother, who’d been relatively silent throughout the conversation thus far. But as usual, he was quick to deflect my anger from his twin. Even when I wasn’t really angry with her. Zane’s protectiv
