Chapter 23
“I STILL can’t believe Nathan did this,” Andrew said, his hands tight on the steering wheel of his Mercedes S-class, as they coasted through town on their way to Fox Chapel. “He’s always been an irredeemable asshole, but this goes beyond his usual behavior. I could seriously m**m him.”
Layla peered at him sideways from the passenger seat. He’d been ranting about Nathan for the last ten minutes. “Are you done being angry with your brother yet?”
He threw her an apologetic look and covered her hand with his. The gesture was so automatic and familiar, she could easily imagine them driving in this exact same manner as younger versions of themselves. “I’m sorry. This is not the way I wanted our reunion to go. Nathan ruined that, too,” he said.
Layla opened her mouth to answer, but
