“Um. Hey.” My sister’s face pops into my field of vision. “Not to burst your bubble, but there are other people in this room right now, and it’s super awkward that you guys are standing here whispering.” “Sorry,” I say, but I don’t mean it. Not even a little. “I’m not sorry,” Klein says, eyes on me even though his words are meant for Sienna. “When your sister is in the room with me, she might as well be the only one. That’s something I’ll never be sorry for.”
