"I'm…" My cheeks were hot. Harry wasn't the only one I hid things from. "I'm not even sure I really want the things I think of, or if I just…like thinking about them." Natalie stared blankly back at me for a moment and then blinked. She glanced down at Emmett in her arms before turning to tuck him gently sleeping into his carrier before facing me again. "Are we talking sex stuff?" I made a soft, strangled sound at the back of my throat, and Natalie answered with a stifled squeal. "We are!" she gasped, obviously delighted. "Sit, sit, sit."
