“I’m extra mad because you ratted me out to Naomi when all I wanted was a quiet evening at home by myself.” “As you can see, I too am suffering the consequences of my actions,” I said, gesturing in the direction of Knox and Nash. Sloane buried her face in Piper’s wet, wiry fur. “For some ridiculous reason, Naomi felt the tattler shouldn’t be alone tonight either. My suffering is almost worth knowing that you have to entertain your pals instead of figuring out how to drive up the cost of blood pressure medicines or whatever it is you do to entertain yourself.”
