“I wasn’t planning on smoking in here,” I say quietly and slip a cigarette behind my ear. “I know Rose hates it.” I know Lo does too. I pocket the cigarettes. “They’re just for later.” I look between them. “So why hasn’t Rose castrated me yet?” “Her sister,” Connor says. “Lily told Rose not to confront you.” My brows jump. Luna’s mom is saving my testicles and future progeny? It’s a strange thought, considering I’ve never wanted kids, and now I’m thinking about Luna having babies.
