Annoyed with my brother—and even more annoyed at myself—I snap, “Didn’t you have someplace you needed to be?” “What?” Elijah blinks at me before realization that I want him to leave dawns on his face. “Oh, yeah.” He turns toward Melanie. “It was lovely to meet you, Elijah,” she says, flashing him another one of her killer smiles. “You too, Mel. I look forward to seeing you again soon.” What the fuck? He’s already calling her Mel?
