A glance around the room confirmed that everyone was still staring at me, probably waiting for my reaction. I smiled at Chris. “Hopefully Dastien won’t come back to bite me this time.”
Chris laughed. “So I heard you had a little early morning adventure.” Meredith dropped her fork with a loud thunk. “She didn’t?”
“Yup.” He grinned as he leaned back in his chair. “Brant Thompson won the pool.”
“Damn it. I was listening for the door.” Good thing I went out the window. “Window,” Chris said.
How did he know? Oh God. If he knew, then who else knew? “Again?”
The jerk was enjoying making me squirm in my seat. “Yup,” Chris said. “If you were going to try to run, why not tell me so that I could win?”
There was a hint of whine in Meredith’s voice.
“Uh. Sorry?” I cleared my throat. “Was everyon
