“She’s out in the car.” “Why would you leave her in the car?” he demanded. “It’s freezing outside.” “Because she wouldn’t come in for me,” I replied calmly. “You can try to get her to come inside yourself if you want, but she’s not budging.” He didn’t answer me. Because he was too busy diving for the door. I smirked. “Lad,” Gibsie snickered, nudging my shoulder with his. “I think my best friend is a small bit obsessed with your sister.”
