“That’s cool.” It was times like this that Emma wished she had a sister. “You said you come from a big family?”
“Yeah. I grew up across the street. Four brothers and one sister.”
Moira hadn’t been kidding when she said she was used to the noise of a big family.
“How about you?”
“I have an older brother.”
“Ugh. In some ways, they’re the worst, right? Except of course when you need something.”
Emma shook her head. “Not in my family. Nicky is usually the one who needs the favors.”
Moira leaned back. “So he’s not all overprotective or anything?”
Emma laughed. She couldn’t imagine Nicky caring all that much about what happened to her. “No.” Then she realized she’d probably made her brother sound like an a*s. “If someone really did something to me, he would probably step up in the same w
