My brows flew up toward my hairline. “The guy who evicted me from my spa sanctuary—” “It was a shed, Chloe,” Quinn interrupted with an eye roll. “—and threatened my cleansing bundle?” Sutton cleared her throat and nodded. “Yes.” I didn’t bother to hold in my bark of laughter. “We’d kill each other. Maybe literally. I definitely wouldn’t last more than a single day before he tossed my Himalayan salt lamp into the ocean and then me out the front door.”
