I stare at his disappearing bumper, then give Gigi a dry look. “So it was a power play.” “It wasn’t. I mean, yes, I just found out he lied to me. But I swear I asked you to dance because of the song.” “Are we lying to each other now, Gisele? Because my favorite thing about us is the honesty.” I raise a brow. “Was it just the song?” She sighs. “Ninety percent the song. Ten percent scorned woman.”
