“It’s good you can do that.”
“Privileges of being the boss.”
I chuckle. “I know that feeling.”
He studies me closely. “We don’t see you often during a workday. What brings you here?”
“All in good time.”
It’s not Hunter I want to talk to—not that I have anything against him. Despite the five-year age gap, Chloe and I have always been close, and I’ve been her shoulder when she needed someone.
Now I need her.
Chloe places a mug in front of me, and I wait until she takes a seat.
“So, I have news.”
I grip my coffee mug between my hands as if it’ll give me strength to tell Chloe what I’m about to say.
While I love my sister dearly, I know her well enough to know that she’s going to make a bigger deal of this than it needs to be.
Even if my chest tightens at the thought of Emma being back.
“What is it?” Chloe studies me closely. I flick a gaze to her husband, Hunter, whose eyebrows are raised. It’s not like me to gossip.
But I need to tell someone.
“Do you remember Emma Chase?”
Chloe’s eyes widen. “Yes?”
“Who’s that?” Hunter asks.
I smile. “She was my one who got away.”
I know Hunter will get it. That’s how he thought of Chloe. At least, I think that’s how he thought of Chloe, even if she was with Scott at the time.
Chloe pinches the bridge of her nose.
“What?” I grit my teeth.
Hunter’s lips curl into a smile. “Chlo? What is it?”
She looks up, sucking on her top lip for a moment before meeting my gaze. “You were sixteen.”
“So? You were younger when you knew Scott was the one.”
Hunter chuckles. Chloe shrugs.
“Her family moved away. She was still my one.” I pout. Chloe reaches over and pinches my cheek. I shove her hand away. “Ow. That hurt.”
“Diddums.” She rolls her eyes. “I know she was your first.”
“How do you remember that?”
She grins. “Because you told me and I remember everything.”
Hunter nods. “She’s got you there, dude. She remembers all kinds of things we did as kids that I have no fucking idea about.”
