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up at the bar last night. And now you’re proposing a threesome with your own sister. That’s kinda hot.” His hand slid under her as he cupped her butt and squeezed. “You think we can convince Crystal?”
    Lauren slapped his hand away. She couldn’t keep the revulsion from showing on her face. “You sick fuck. There’s no way in hell that’s going to happen. You couldn’t convince me. And by the time I’m done talking to Crystal you won’t have a fiancée in your bed tonight either. Get the hell away from me.”
    She found some dexterity for the first time all day and managed to move around him and down the hill without falling.
    The gall of the man. Who did he think he was? God, she couldn’t believe she’d ever found him attractive. She’d been trying to remind him that he was engaged, not invite some twisted play with her own sister.
    Oh crap. Crystal. What was she going to say to her? They weren’t the best of friends by a long shot but she had to tell her something. This wasn’t the time to be a chicken shit! She wouldn’t let a perfect stranger marry that scumbag without saying something. Her own sister deserved to know the truth. Lauren really wasn’t looking forward to the scene. This wasn’t going to be pretty.
    * * *
    Lauren stared at her sister’s door with trepidation. She didn’t really want to see her again this weekend. After the scene in the bar last night, she could probably happily live the rest of her life without Crystal, Drama Queen Extraordinaire. Unfortunately her wish would never come true. Their mother or their grandmother would find a way to keep throwing them together—they’d done it for the past ten years or so, ever since her little sister had hit puberty, discovered boys and became too cool for her big sis. With a heavy sigh, Lauren knocked on the door and waited.
    And waited.
    Just when she was ready to give up and leave, the door handle jiggled before the door opened a crack.
    “What do you want?” Crystal scowled through the small opening.
    Fantastic. Her sister was in one of those moods. Lauren was tempted to leave and put this ugly scene off for a few more days but that would just be postponing the inevitable. Probably better to do this quick, like pulling off a Band-Aid. “Uh, can we talk for a minute?”
    Crystal sighed heavily and opened the door with a pout. “Fine. But you’ll have to talk while I get ready.” She flounced across the room to stand in front of the mirror.
    “What’s on the itinerary for tonight?” Lauren sat on the edge of Crystal’s bed, watching her sister primp. So much for the Band-Aid approach. Now that the moment was here, she didn’t know what to say. She couldn’t even bring herself to look Crystal in the eye. A heavy weight sat in her tummy. Maybe if she dabbled in a little small talk first, she could relax enough to come out with it.
    “Well, we’re going to do the naughty scavenger hunt, dinner and then back to the hotel for an adult version of truth or dare.”
    Lauren shuddered. She had to come clean with Crystal now. There was no way in hell she would play truth or dare with that jerk. He’d probably dare Crystal to kiss her sister. Repulsive.
    “Uh, Crys? There’s something I need to tell you.”
    “Is this about your friend from last night? Because I got to say—”
    “No, it’s not about him. It’s about Pierce.”
    Crystal turned away from the mirror and faced Lauren with a set jaw. “What about Pierce?”
    “Well, uh, today at the, um… We were—well, I was skiing and he, uh—”
    “Just come out with it already! You threw yourself at him didn’t you?”
    Lauren stared at her sister in horror. “What? No. I didn’t come on to him. He came on to me. ”
    Crystal turned back to the mirror and began to apply her lipstick. “And?”
    “And what? Did you not just hear me? Your fiancé wanted to sleep with me.”
    “Lauren,” Crystal trilled in laughter. “Sweetheart, don’t you think it’s time