Sorry, let me rephrase that. I know who you are, Ravencourt. But who are you?” I shake her hand. “Kane Ravencourt. Jessica’s boyfriend.” Coffee sprays from my little rabbit’s mouth, and she quickly blurts, “He’s not my boyfriend.” She then turns to me, livid. “You’re not my boyfriend. We are not a thing.” Her dainty hand waves between us. “Not a thing! Besides, I have a boyfriend, remember?” “You do?” Summer asks, and Jessica turns to her with a stiff smile.
