I adjusted the blankets around my lap from where NB had smooshed them. "Does that mean you don't want to hear?"
"The opposite. I want details unless they'll make me an accomplice."
That's what I figured.
I drew in a breath, preparing for the battle, and decided to just spit it out. "I promised Kelvin at the morgue to be his fake girlfriend for a family dinner at his mother's house."
Broadrick's eyes narrowed. They were such a pretty green, but when they got all deep set with anger, he more resembled an angry Irishman.
"Kelvin, the nerdy guy at the morgue who has a real Lord of the Rings fetish? That's what you promised for your information?"
It seemed Broadrick had been getting around a bit if he even knew Kelvin's hobbies. I wasn't touching the fetish part.
"It's one family di
