“Besides.” I throw back the rest of my drink. “I’m curious now. Something weird is going on and I want to know what it is.”
Jilly snorts. “That’s my line. I’m supposed to be the one chasing stories.”
“Maybe it’s rubbing off on me.”
“God help us all.” She flags down the waiter for another round. “Okay. So what’s your read on the dad? Lukas?”
I hesitate. This is the part I’ve been dreading.
“I don’t know,” I say finally. “He’s… intense.”
“Intense like he could crush me with one hand and not even notice.”
Jilly crosses her arms on the table. “And you’re attracted to him.”
“What?” I balk. “No! I didn’t say that.”
“You didn’t have to.” She’s grinning now as she points one manicured nail at me, looking like a fox in the henhouse. “Your whole face lit up when you started talking about hi
