Gemma’s eyes narrowed, gaze ping-ponging between Tansy and Tucker, her curious stare growing calculated. A hot rush of blood raced to fill Tansy’s face, leaving her dizzy. This was it. The moment she’d been dreading; six months of lies were about to come crashing down around her. “Six months, huh?” Gemma’s lips quirked. “I guess time really flies when you’re having fun.”
