“Tempest.”

I flinch at the touch on my arm, whipping my head around to gape at Taylor.

Her fiery auburn brows knit.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.”

Generally, I am somewhat skittish, especially if someone comes up behind me without me hearing it. But Taylor didn’t exactly sneak up on me. I mean, it’s the middle of the afternoon, I’m standing in the middle of my bedroom, and the door to the room is wide open behind me.

Taylor’s been like a big sister to me since I was a ...