Eva and Gia shared another look. “If you two don’t stop with the mental telepathy thing and spill, I’m going to add you to the list of people who have really pissed me off today.” Gia interlaced her fingers on the table. “Do you want some well-meaning honesty or only sisterly support right now?” “Why can’t I have both?” Emma demanded. “Because you’re wrong.” Eva picked up her mug and took a nonchalant sip.
