“Yes. And I’ll demand marriage as compensation.”

I tried not to laugh. I hated how effortlessly charming he was. Hated how my body still reacted to him. And my heart? How could it still be so soft after everything he’d put me through?

While he was distracted, I slipped my hand free.

“Go see Jimi. And… it’s late. You should head home.”

Fred sighed dramatically.

“It’s going to be awful going back there without you. Looking at my kitchen… impossible.”

“Stop being ...