She let out an audible puff of air. Then scowled when she realized she’d just proven her brother right. She had been having a very one-sided argument with her computer where in her disgust she hurled insults at it and it continued to ignore her.

Glancing up, she saw he was still patiently waiting for her to answer.

Damn the man! Nowadays he had the ability to be as cool as a cucumber on command.

Over the years she’d made it her goal to rattle him. It was her job as his little sister. And she used to be able to get him pissed off pretty regularly, which only made her want to do it more. And more. And more.

Then, through no work on Josie’s part, Quinn had really lost his cool when it came to their mutual friend Bailey and all the shit that had come with her sudden fame. The break-in at Bailey’s apartment, her ex-boyfriend leaking some nude pics, and the paparazzi camped outside their parents’ house…

All that, combined with Quinn’s inability to process that he might have actually succumbed to the dreaded L-word when it came to Bailey, had nearly driven him over the edge.

But now that Quinn and Bailey were engaged and blissfully, euphorically, disgustingly happy, he’d become some sort of Zen master… Well, as long as the paparazzi following Bailey around behaved, anyway.

Josie realized she might as well answer his question. In their staring contests of old, he’d always won.

He was as stubborn as he was annoying. And with Bailey safely at the salon getting highlights for the next three hours or so, and nothing going on with his team at the base in Coronado at the moment, Quinn had nothing else to do but bother her, so…

“Mom and Dad,” she said with another expulsion of air.

That had even Quinn releasing a sigh. “What now?”

Josie turned to read straight from the caption of the Instagram post because he wouldn’t believe her, wouldn’t be able to comprehend the horror, wouldn’t share her misery unless he heard it verbatim.

“The wife and I christened Rusty last night, if you know what I mean. Wink-wink. Glad we sprung for the upgrade on the mattress. #IYKYK.”

She glanced up expecting to see an expression of abject horror, disgust and nausea on Quinn’s face to match her own. Then she frowned. He was fighting a smile.

“Why aren’t you shocked?” she demanded.

“Oh, I am. Completely shocked that Dad’s hashtag game is so on point. Way better than mine.” Quinn chuckled.

“So you think this is okay?” She fluttered her hand to indicate the offending post on the screen.

Expending barely a modicum of effort, Quinn lifted one shoulder. “They’re in the perfect position to enjoy themselves. Empty nesters. Retired with no responsibilities. Reliving the honeymoon period. Let them have their fun.”

“Fine, have fun, but do they have to do it in public?”

“Don’t worry. Rusty has curtains. Mom posted a week’s worth of stories of her shopping trips to pick out just the right ones. They’re pinned in the RV Renovation highlights in case you missed it.” He grinned wider.

“Them having that kind of  fun in full public view wasn’t what I was talking about and you know it. Their Instagram is just… embarrassing.”

Even with their parents in New York and Josie, Quinn and Bailey living in California, they could still make her blush.

“This coming from the woman who makes a living by building websites and PR campaigns designed just to get people this exact kind of social media attention.” Quinn rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, and it’s fine if Axel Black posts shit like this, but not Mom and Dad.” Josie had pulled out the one celebrity name she knew would wipe the smug look off Quinn’s face. That of Bailey’s rocker ex-boyfriend.

Victorious, she noted how well her pointed torture had worked. Quinn narrowed his eyes at her, then turned his attention back to the television.

Motion on her screen caught her eye as another notification popped up.

Rusty the RV had a new post. Yes, her parents had created an Instagram account for the piece of crap 1990 Ford RV they’d bought last year to fix up because Dad needed a project.

They posted on it from the point of view of the RV, like Rusty was a person. And the worst part was, Rusty had nearly a hundred thousand followers.

Josie’s Instagram, which she used for her media company, had just broken twenty thousand.

Her parents’ honeymoon period was definitely not good for her mental health.

With another huff she was about to navigate away from the page and move on to tackling her inbox when she froze.

One comment jumped out from among the rest.

More accurately, the name of the commenter.

The rage just that name instilled in her was enough to cancel out all the embarrassment over her father’s public social media announcement of their parental coitus.

“Freaking Corey Jacobs,” she growled the name to herself.

Of course, Quinn heard and commented, “There’s a name I haven’t heard in years. What about him?”

Her answer was a blue streak of obscenity laden insults about Corey Jacobs— Sidney High’s star hockey player. Hot guy and all around bad boy. And, ten years later, still the bane of her existence.

“Language,” Quinn said in an annoying imitation of their mother.

No wonder she wasn’t homesick since moving three thousand miles away. The way Quinn acted she might as well still be living with her parents.

She wondered what he’d do if he knew what Corey Jacobs was really like… and what he’d done to her all those years ago.

“And what’s wrong with Corey?” Quinn asked. “I never had any problems with him. Not at home or in school.”

“You wouldn’t.” She scowled.

Their neighbor was only dangerous to those of the female persuasion.

“Maybe you just didn’t know him as well as you thought you did,” she challenged.

Quinn shook his head. “He was a year behind me in school and we played intramural hockey together. You were only a sophomore when he graduated. I daresay I know him much better than you.”

Oh, how wrong he was. Josie knew how Corey smelled. The feel of his weight on top of her. The taste of his skin…

What it felt like to have him walk away from her like she meant nothing…

No doubt, she definitely knew Corey better than her brother did. Only Quinn had no idea why.

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Navy SEAL Quinn Baldwin takes the long road home to visit his family, but instead finds TikTok sensation Bailey Knowles taking refuge in his childhood home. She needs protection. He's got time on his hands. It's a win-win until the internet and Bailey’s fans declare him her new boyfriend.