Sienna rises to her feet and faces my sister head-on. And, if I didn’t know any better, she’d hit Lucy. “You sure don’t know a lot about me.”
“I gather enough.”
“Did you? Because I’ve never seen you before.”
“Used to live here.”
“Sounds like a lot of folks didn’t want you back.”
My brows furrow as Lucy releases a mirthless chuckle. “Well, you know, Micah and I used to get into a lot of trouble together.”
“Really?” Sienna’s body tenses and her cheeks pinken. “So you’re a liability.”
“Depends who you ask.”
Sienna lets out a small, uninterested tsk. “Seems as though I don’t need to.”
“Well, you like to follow the rules, right?”
The tension between them now feels electric and about to explode, and I can’t let that happen.
“Lucy, let’s go,” I order. “We’ve got a lot to do.”
My sister, the little shitsheis, knows how to piss people off all day. And, with her next words, now I understand what she’s doing.
How women play their games and cut with words.
“No problem,” Lucy says nonchalantly. “I’m sure we’ll be up late again anyway.”
Oh hell no.
First of all, it’s fucking disgusting. My sister is trying to pose as a potential love interest because Sienna doesn’t know that I have one. We never got that far to get through the family tree and who was out there for both of us.
And, second, it’s causing more issues.
“I never got your name,” Sienna poses before we can go.
“Lucy.”
“And you’d be?”
“Relevant.”
Okay, that’s enough.
“It was nice seeing you, Miss Vesper,” I impart, pulling Heath into my body so he stops his pity party. “We’ll see you around. Have a good night.”
Sienna doesn’t stop her staring contest with my sister, obviously annoyed that she came to the grocery store and got more than what she bargained for.
And, for a minute, she doesn’t even acknowledge what I said.
The thing is, she’s in the way, and we can’t check out until she does because the store only has one lane open.
“Yeah,” Sienna finally says. “You will. I’ll see you tomorrow at the game.”
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