Watching Tyler fade right before her eyes was freaky, and annoying. How easily he covered up everything he was thinking and feeling bothered her, and she couldn’t quite pinpoint why.
But the strings concert he’d mentioned was doing a holiday celebration, and Tawny had mentioned it to him as something she thought his family would enjoy. It was Christmasy and islandy, and everything a tourist should like.
“Fine,” she said, reaching for Lazy Bones’s collar. “You better get back in here, then, dog. We won’t have time to eat and get to the concert.”
“Oh, so we’re eating now too?”
“Of course.” She made a big show of checking her phone for the time before tilting it toward him. “It’s almost five o’clock.”
“Doesn’t mean I’m hungry.”
She laughed, her head tipping back and the ends of her hair
