“And I don’t have feelings for Andy.” He took a breath and let it out. “Okay. That’s good. I can work with that. Maybe I don’t need to murder him with a salad fork and throw his body in the Susquehanna.” “That’s probably a good thing, because I think your sister can take you.” “She’s terrifying,” he agreed. “You’re sure you don’t have feelings for him?” Nick asked, sliding his hands up and down her waist. “Feelings? No. Fond memories? Yes.” He closed his eyes and growled. “Great. Now I want to kill him again.”
