Jane whips her head to me, smiling. I’m not easy to push over, honey. “I just didn’t think you’d be into her,” Beckett admits, and to Jane, he says, “I owe you an apology, sis. I’m sorry.” Ben drops his feet beneath the table. “Me too.” “It’s okay,” Jane says with a warm smile. “Thank you.” Charlie pulls at his messy hair, his annoyance visible and on me. “You gave us no indication of liking our sister. I’m not apologizing for that.” I nod. “You don’t have to.”
