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"She sure is, Drew," the roommate told him, making his wince deepen because she recognized his voice. "Hold on a sec."
She didn’t cover the mouthpiece as she yelled, "Mi Mi. It’s Drew."
Very clearly, he heard Mia answer, "I’ll take it in the other room."
He grinned. Yes! She wanted to talk to him in private. Always a plus.
Then she answered. "Hello."
"Hey," he said. "I was just calling to see if you might possibly be hungry."
It took her a second to answer. When he heard the click on the line, signifying Piper had hung up on her end, Mia finally said, "You talked to Piper."
He paused. "Well, yeah. She answered the phone."
"No. Not that. She told me she cut your hair a few days ago."
He winced. Yikes. She did not sound happy. She must’ve only wanted to berate him in private.
"You asked her about her flowers."
"Oh," he said. "That. Yeah, I did."
"I thought you said you weren’t going to pry information out of us."
He closed his eyes. "I said I wouldn’t pry information of you, Mia. Your roommate’s a completely different matter."
"Well, I don’t think she is."
He groaned, clenching his teeth. Did they really have to talk about this right now? He’d like a few days where he didn’t have to think about adultery or uncovering secrets.
"Don’t ever talk to her again," Mia said, her voice cold and authoritative.
"So, if I run into her on the street someday, I’m just supposed to turn my back and be rude?"
"You know what I mean," she growled. "Don’t try any more of your underhanded—"
"How can you protect her?" he exploded, thinking this was ridiculous. "She’s breaking up a marriage. She’s—"
"You don’t know that."
"But you do," he shot back. "And yet you’re still defending her."
"Piper is my friend," she muttered.
"Yeah, well, I have lots of friends that do things I don’t approve of, and I call them on it. To me, that’s a real friend."
"Oh, so now you’re questioning my ethics?" She sounded so insulted, he winced.
"No," he backtracked. "That’s not what I’m doing. I’m … dang it. I don’t know what I’m doing. I just know I’ve been stuck in the middle of something I shouldn’t even be involved in."
"So am I," Mia shot back.
"You are," he agreed. "We’re both innocent, unwilling participants. So, why are we arguing?"
Her voice sounded calmer as she answered, "Because we’ve been shoved on opposite sides of the conflict."
"Yeah," he murmured, confused. "And why is that?"
