“No. No, I’m not in love with him. I’ve met him a handful of times.” I turned around to face her directly. “It was once. The sex was good. And he’s…I don’t know. Easier for me to be around than most people. But it’s not—there’s nothing.” Tisha examined me, a vertical line forming between her brows. “Listen, if you…if there’s something between you guys, something real, I’m going to be first in line to support that. My loyalty is to you before Florence, or Kline, or even my own damn sister.
