"It's pouring out. Can't you talk inside?" Tessa grumbled, but one look from Ethan and she zipped it.

"Mom, didn't you say something about making gnocchi? Let me give you a hand," Miles piped up, cutting through the awkward vibe.

I kept quiet, just got up and followed Logan to the door, where he was waiting with an umbrella.

Real talk - if he wanted privacy, this massive house had plenty of empty rooms. No need to get soaked. But whatever, he clearly ...