Recipe for Love (Jupiter Tides #1)

by Anne Malcom

“Just to be clear,” Fiona announced, her narrowed eyes focused on Kip. “This is not going to be a thing.” She waved her arms between them first, then at our little group in general. “We’re not in some fucking Hallmark movie or CW show. This isn’t where two best friends fall for the other two best friends.” Her gaze then turned to me and Rowan. “You two are cute as fuck, I get that. You’re a Hallmark movie all on your own. But I am not interested in him.” She pointed her finger at Kip. He just simpered. “The lady doth protest too much, methinks,” he said before taking a pull of his beer. I tried to stifle a giggle but failed, resulting in Fiona sending a withering glare in my direction. “I’m serious,” she hissed. I held my hands up in surrender. “I’m not going to make you sleep with Kip.” “Oh, no one’s going to have to make her,” he chimed in, eyes dancing with amusement. “There’s not enough money or penicillin in the entire world,” she told him sweetly. “And there’s not enough booze in the entire world to get me drunk enough to go close enough to get those nails sunk into me,” he replied without missing a beat. All of their interactions the rest of the night had been somewhat similar. It was amusing to watch, though I was disappointed that it wasn’t going to work out between them.