“Does it not bother you to have people bringing in instruments that are so poorly made? Why not tell them to return it and get something from a more reputable source?”
“Hey! You’re back! I tried to get my parents to stay up, thinking Alec might need the morale boost, but then I remembered they’re actually grandparents and that might be elder abuse, so I let them go to bed.”
Theo stands and carries his empty bowl to the sink. He looks at me and grins. “That one got you, didn’t it?” I scowl. “What is that therapist teaching you?”
That smile is Juno’s smile. Which means this guy is Evie’s ex. “Hey. You must be Alec. I’m Devon.” He shoots me a devilish grin, eyebrows dancing. “Thanks for holding my spot for me.”