“I don’t have pants on,” I say as quietly as possible. “Are we going to get a peep show if we pull this blanket off you two?” Griz says loudly. Oh god, there’s an actual audience out here. “What’s a peep show?” Lily asks him. I’m praying he doesn’t answer her. I hear Lark rush out, “I don’t think it’s the marshmallow kind, let’s put it that way.”
