Page 150 of Bone Deep
“Sorry.” She winces.
Cricket turns back to me. “You ready for another revelation?”
I shove an entire dumpling into my mouth, so I don't have to answer. Unfortunately, that doesn't stop her.
“You're right there with him.”
I close my eyes. Just close them. Because there's really no defense against that one.
When I open my mouth to respond, Cricket points a chopstick at me. “Please don't piss me off by trying to deny it.”
Harper giggles again.
I swallow. “I'm not going to.”
Cricket nods once, satisfied.
“But,” I continue, “I will be the one to tell him. When I decide the time is right.”
Something soft enters her expression. Her eyes sparkle. It makes me miss another pair of green eyes. Which is ridiculous considering Ryan's been gone for only a few hours.
Yeah. Maybe they're right to call me out.
“Good,” Cricket says. “That's settled.” Then she claps her hands. “Now we get to do the sister thing.”
I pick up another dumpling. “What's the sister thing?”
Harper nudges my leg with her sock-covered foot. The casual contact catches me off guard. I'm still not entirely used to people touching me just because they want to.
“Ryan stories,” Harper clarifies.
“Oh no.”
“Oh yes,” Cricket says. “And we have pictures.”
My eyes widen.
“Albums full,” Harper clucks.
I immediately sit up straighter. “Oh.” Then I grin. “Okay. I'm kind of living for this.”
Harper bursts out laughing. Cricket points at me. “Look at you.” She smirks. “You're a girls' night natural.”
I try—and fail—to stop smiling. Standing, I grab my wine glass. “We're going to need more wine.”
Both women cheer.
I make it halfway to the kitchen before another thought hits me. I turn around. “Oh. You know what?”
“What?” Harper asks.
“I think Ry left some macarons in the fridge.”
The sisters freeze. Exchange a look. Then simultaneously squeal, “Ryyyyyyy!”
The sound is so ridiculous that I bark out a laugh. An actual bark. Loud enough that I immediately slap my free hand over my mouth. My eyes widen.
The girls laugh even harder.
