I get a minute with her after dinner when Flip disappears into the bathroom. “What’s going on?” She purses her lips. “I’m trying not to be obvious, and it’s hard when you look like that.” She flings a hand toward me. “Like what?” I run a palm down my chest. I’m wearing a T-shirt and joggers. She rolls her eyes. “A snack.” I smirk. “You should come to my bedroom later. I’ll give you something to snack on.” She pokes my chest and grabs her purse. “Ugh. Your ego is annoying.”
