“Listen, if you feel that weird about staying here, I have another place you can stay.” “Another place? You a real estate mogul now, Rach?” She smirks. “No, it’s Ilmari’s old place. Cute little bungalow about fifteen minutes from here. Right on the Intracoastal—” “I can’t do that,” I cry. “Why not?” “Well…because it’s his house. Staying here with you and your guys feels weird but staying in Ilmari’s house feels…weirder.”
