Whispers and arguing from the front hallway had them all looking that way, and Lauren hissed, “Bea, sit down.” She did just as Scott lurched into sight, almost like he’d been pushed.
He glared over his shoulder, which testified that he had indeed been pushed out of the hallway, and he swept his hand through his gorgeous hair, looked toward them, and found Joy easily. Shock coursed through her, because she’d texted with him an hour ago, and they’d planned to meet up after this.
Scott regained his composure, his trademark smile coming easily to his face. He moved forward, those blue eyes calling to her the way the waves of the ocean did. “Joy,” he said. “My Joy.”
She smiled too, because she loved it when he called her his. Sage and Bessie got to their feet and moved around to the other si
