I see her dad shared a lot with her. Her terminology was pure navy. Too f*****g smart and that last bit of information, if true, just added another level of fuckery to the s**t pile.
I carried on making sandwiches like she hadn't just dropped a bombshell, but I could feel her piercing stare. "And you know this how?"
"I asked." At least she didn't roll her eyes at me but it was implied in her tone. I went back to the refrigerator for more mayo and hid my smile.
I could already see her joining the ranks of my sisters. Somehow instead of putting the fear of hell in me like it should, I somehow find that I was actually looking forward to it. I've lost my damn mind.
My whole world has changed on a dime in the last couple hours and I know it. If I could feel her that strongly before we'd e
