EPILOGUE
Four months later
SEATTLE, WASHINGTONLACHLAN
"You missed a spot," I say as I take on more of the paint in the roller.
Sabrina dawdles closer. "Are you talking to me? I'm just here to watch and offer apple juice. That's the extent of my usefulness here. I'm a dainty little princess that can't paint a wall. Isn't that cute?"
I snort in disbelief. I know she doesn't mean it, and she's not really dainty or princess-y. "I just want to make sure you're not completely useless."
She smiles at my back. "Okay, whatever. Remind to check on the tracker for the pizza again before the gang gets here. And don't get paint on the dining room carpet."
"I'll do my best. But I gotta tell you: Jase, Noah and Jacob will be fine with whatever pizza we get delivered tonight. I just hope you told S
