“You okay?” he asks me. His voice is low, but with Mason with Bailey and Brogan out of town, there isn’t anyone to overhear. I frown. “Why wouldn’t I be?” “Because.” He tosses his magazine on the end table before turning back to me. “I see how you look at her.” I shake my head. “No. She’s just a friend.” He gives a sad smile. “And yet out of all the girls in the bar tonight, you didn’t even have to ask which I was talking about.” Fuck. I study my shoes and shrug. “It doesn’t matter.” “Just be careful.”
