Aurora sat up, cross-legged, and clapped her hands together with the energy of a general who'd just found a new weapon. "Okay. New game. Better game. This settles a very important question."
"There's no important question," I said.
"There's a very important question." Aurora's grin sharpened into something that made the graft in my chest sit up and pay attention. "We've all been with him. All four of us. In different ways. Different times. Different levels of trench coat." She counted us off on her fingers, and I braced for wherever this was going, which was nowhere good. "And I want to know who his little man likes best."
The room detonated.
"His WHAT," Belle said.
"You did not just say little man," Naomi said, mortified and delighted in equal measure.
Addison sat up so fast her boot fell off the couch cushion. "Oh, I am absolutely in for this."
I put my head in my hands. "I'm going to need everyone to know that I'm right here."
