Phil’s POV
“What’s on your neck?”
It was Violet who asked the question and I glanced around the table, taking in the expressions of Theo’s family as they took in the hickey on Theo’s neck. There was one that was barely visible above the collar of his shirt but leave it to his sister to ring the alarm.
“Neck?” Liv asked.
Theo looked up, frowning. “It’s just a mosquito bite.”
“Oh,” Violet said, squinting at it. Liv seemed appeased by that explanation.
“Must be a big mosquito,” Cliff muttered under his breath. He wasn’t buying it.
“Must’ve happened during practice,” Theo shrugged it off smoothly. I watched him shift as he ate his chicken, his green eyes sliding over to me as he chewed. Surprisingly there wasn’t anything accusatory in his stare, just cons
