“Brother, you look one inconvenience away from emotional collapse.”
I exhaled slowly.
Didn’t answer.
Because movement near the couches caught my attention again.
A girl dropped into Luca’s lap out of nowhere.
Dark curls. Red lipstick. Loud laugh.
Luca laughed immediately and wrapped an arm around her waist like this happened every weekend.
Rowan looked between them with visible confusion.
Jace followed my gaze.
“Oh,” he said. “Never mind. Plot twist.”
That changed things instantly.
ROWAN
“What the hell was that?” I asked.
Luca looked genuinely confused.
“What was what.”
“The woman that just landed on you like a guided missile.”
He barked out a laugh.
“That’s Tessa.”
“That explains nothing.”
“She does that.”
“She just kissed your neck.”
“Yeah,” he replied casually. “That also happens.”
I stared at him.
“You are deeply concerning.”
“Thank you.”
Tessa finally looked over at me.
Sharp eyes.
Pretty in the dangerous kind of way.
“You’re the practice girl,” she said.
“That sounds vaguely insulting.”
