“So who’s coming to this party? Did you invite anyone today?” “Griffin. Cole. Beckett. My family.” I shrugged. “I told my mother no aunts and uncles, no cousins. She claimed they were never going to speak to her again.” Her eyes were wide as she reached for her wine glass. “What did you say?” “I said, ‘You’re welcome.’” She burst out laughing, and it made me feel way too good.
