“The usual medical mumbo jumbo?”
“Yep. Didn’t understand a word of it,” Gray confirmed.
“Great,” Brynn muttered. She was glad her father and boyfriend got along. She just wished they were able to connect on something other than ER policy and the latest heart-valve technology.
“Seriously, I don’t know what you two talk about,” Sophie said as she eyed a tray of passing spring rolls with a critical eye. “James is nice, but the man’s like a machine. He’s practically been a part of the family for the past year, but I still can’t get more than small talk and lengthy lectures out of him.”
“You thought Gray was a machine when you first met him,” Brynn countered.
Sophie cuddled up to her husband’s side with a coy grin, and Brynn stifled the sting of jealousy at the easy connect between her sister and her husband. “Well I may have made a mistake about that,” Sophie said softly.
“A mistake? You?” Gray said blandly.
“Just the one. Unlike you and Brynn who have so much red tape running every which way that you couldn’t possibly make a mistake. You’re both overdue. Mistakes build character…”
But Brynn couldn’t hear her sister over the rushing in her ears.
He. Was. Back.
Look away. Look away now from The Enemy.
But she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the tall blond man currently ogling a redhead in a killer black dress. His dark jeans and white shirt should have been too casual for the occasion. But nobody would notice that he was underdressed. They’d be too busy basking in his wide smiles and hot gazes.
Why was he back?
“Brynn, are you listening to me?” Sophie asked. “I was just explaining how maybe if you would slip up every now and then you wouldn’t have to hide in the bathroom on your birthday.”
Sophie couldn’t have been more wrong about Brynn not making mistakes.
Because once upon a time, she’d made the most elementary of all mistakes.
And he was staring right at her.