“I’m sure if they needed help, they’d let you know.” I nearly rested my hand on her arm but thought better of it, folding my fingers in my lap like a good girl instead. It was possible Nora Kenworthy wasn’t quite the ogre I’d made her out to be. I might even go so far as to say I liked her. A little bit. But in a thoroughly platonic sort of way. That was all.
