“It looked like Kira was having some kind of episode or mental breakdown, so we thought we’d better come check on you two,” Nick said. I glared. Nick reeled backward like I’d balled up my fists to punch him. “I was dancing, not having a mental breakdown,” I said. Cade burst out laughing. “This guy,” he said, looking at Nick. “I’m supposed to be the one who is dumb enough to say something like that out loud. You’re supposed to be smarter than that, Nicky boy.” “Shut up,” Nick said. He cleared his throat. “So, other than costing us millions of dollars, what are you two up to?”
