So far, Oliver thought with relief, it didn't seem like his sister was really noticing the effect she was having on him. He shifted his weight around a little bit, trying to inch away from actual contact that far south, but it wasn't working.

Oliver narrowed his eyes and peered at Thea, as though he could figure out just what was really eating her today if he just stared hard enough. But she, like most of the women in his life, remained more mystery than anything else.

"None that I can think of," he answered, leaving out the fact that he would have preferred to not be sporting sister-induced arousal. "Why, anything you feel like confessing? Because you know you can tell me anything, Thea."