“Hey, Carter.” Garrett flicks his chin up as him and Jennie twist by us. “Remember how I said I was looking for those Oreo cupcakes for you in the back ten minutes ago?” “Yeah . . .” “I lied. I was looking for your sister’s G-spot with my tongue.” He snickers. “Found it.” “You motherfucker!” Carter lunges for him, and Garrett and Jennie spin away, cackling and high-fiving, and this feels like the wrong time for this, but— “I believe sisterfucker is the word you’re looking for,” I murmur.
