Livy rested her hands on her hips. “I thought we talked about that sort of thing, Blayne.” “Okay, this looks bad,” the woman called Blayne said, skating forward, focused on Livy. “But I thought it was you.” Max stepped up beside her cousin. “Is that your excuse? That we all look alike?” “What?” Blayne’s eyes widened in horror. “No! Of course not!” “Really, Blayne?” Livy asked. “Because it sounds like you’re saying we all look alike.” Of course, they were cousins and Blayne hadn’t actually seen Max from the front. She was just going on body size and the short hair. But that didn’t matter . . .
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