My jaw clenches.
Logically, I know this is old friends giving each other shit for fun.
Emotionally, I want to tear him limb from limb every time she smiles at him.
And he’s smirking at me like he knows it.
“You ever had kombucha?” Sabrina asks him.
“Better question is if I’ve ever had kombucha when I knew what I was drinking.”
And now he’s the fun one too.
Petting Sabrina’s dog.
Making her laugh and roll her eyes.
They belong here.
Theyfithere.
And the only thing I came here for is revenge.
Belonging?
That’s not for me.
26
Sabrina
For the secondnight in a row, Jitter and I join Emma, Laney, and Theo at Silver Horn.
The snow’s still falling. The roads are awful. But so few people are out that this place is practically empty. And since Alina and Jerry, the owners, live upstairs, it didn’t take much to convince them to open for us.
It’s a great chance for Emma to get out of hiding again.
And for me to spend time with friends in a place that Grey can’t reach.
“Is he awful?” Emma asks me as we’re diving into a charcuterie board.
“Who?”
“Your new boss.”
“Not when he’s making googly eyes at her,” Theo says.
And yes, Jitter’s sitting on Theo’s lap again despite my orders to both of them to get the dog on the floor.
“He’s complicated,” Laney supplies.
The two of them are far less lovey-dovey tonight than they’ve been any other time I’ve seen them since we got back, and I’m positive it’s for Emma’s sake.
I’m also positive she knows it.
“Complicated how?” Em asks.
Laney looks at Theo.
