“Yeah. I mean, you guys seem close. And they’re both really attractive . . .” My cheeks heat. I think he notices because the corner of his mouth twitches. “I wasn’t jealous. I couldn’t understand how someone could be so enthralled by the idea of being alone in a room with another person without a chessboard.” “But now you can?” He gives me a long look through his sunglasses. “Now I can.” He turns away. “But if you are interested in either of them— ” “That’s not why I asked,” I blurt out.
