Booked.
Mom turned her phone screen toward him, grinning like she’d just won the lottery twice in one morning.
“See? Two tickets to Okinawa. First class upgrade because I pulled some strings. We leave at 4 p.m. today—plenty of time to pack and… celebrate early.”
She wiggled her eyebrows at him, voice dropping into that flirty purr she thought was cute.
Nathan leaned in, eyes on the screen for a second before flicking to her face.
He smiled, slowly ,the kind that made my stomach twist even when it wasn’t aimed at me.
Then he bent closer, lips brushing her ear as he whispered something too low for me to catch.
But I saw it.
The way Mom’s cheeks flushed pink.
The way her thighs pressed together under the island.
The way she bit her bottom lip and let out a soft, breathy
