"Right? I'm amazing, I know." Joey sounded lighthearted. Completely oblivious to Jonah's passive-aggressive remark. I wondered if I really was overreacting, being suspicious of him. "Anyway, I'm about to call room service. What do you want, Evie?"
"Eh, I'll just steal your toast."
"Ok." Joey got up and I made a face at Jonah.
I saw his smirk. "I guess that's my cue, handsome. I'll call you as soon as I can." I blew him a kiss. "Love you."
"Love you back, Superstar," Jonah said. "About to watch a basketball game. The Charlotte Hornets are playing the Memphis Grizzlies. On paper, the Grizzlies are no threat, but they can be deceptive. Gotta watch ‘em."
It took me a minute, but I caught onto the veiled reminder to watch my back around Joey. I nodded. "I gotcha. Enjoy the game, Blueberry.
