CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
Two Days Later
Osana ran up to Kel’s porch as he set his bags down and dug for his key. “Not now, Osana. We just got back.”
“Well, look at you.” She crossed her arms, smirking. “Looks like the Hawaii sun did you good.”
“I’m not in the mood, okay?” He walked inside and flicked on the light. “The plane food’s got my stomach twisting all over the place. I wanna rest.”
“You can rest later.” She flounced in and held out her hand. “Give it to me.”
He stood to the side, clutching his waist. “What are you talking about?”
“I want your cell phone so I can hear Georgia’s confession.” She displayed a sneaky smile. “Let me have it.”
“There’s nothing to have.” He went into the kitchen and got a glass from the dishwasher.
She followed. “Nothing to have?”
“Osana, this isn’t w
