“I invited her,” Smith said.

Orion’s eyes widened for a second.

In his head, he screamed, Dad!

His lips twitched with the hint of a grin, but he quickly buried it. He forced himself to look composed, as though he didn’t like what was happening.

“Listen, Rosy—” he started, he didn't want her to think he planned this.

“Hi, Mr. Smith,” Rosy cut in gently. She didn’t even glance at Orion.

Instead, she stretched out her hand politely.

Smith’s expression ...