Hana’s jaw dropped. “You made me sound like a gossip?”
“Who cares?” Logan sat next to Hana and leaned forward. “What did she say?”
“She behaved coy. I showed an interest and asked to see a photo. She said he didn’t like his photo taken.”
“Damn!” Logan leaned back in the chair. “Never mind.”
Bodie raised a hand like a magician. “It’s not over. I suggested he might not be real.”
Hana gaped. “That’s horrible!”
“That’s genius.” Logan tipped forward and back and nodded in appreciation. “Masterstroke. What did she say?”
Bodie’s eyes widened. “She got mad. Bristled like a hedgehog. She said she knew my mother didn’t raise me to be spiteful.”
“I didn’t,” Hana retorted.
“Then she showed me a photo.” Bodie grinned and held up his phone. “They drove to Rotorua for a day trip and she snapped
