His head cocks to the side. “So I take it he told you he knows about us,” he muses. My brows shoot to my hairline. “Wait, you know he knows?” All he does is nod, and I wonder how neither of them let that little piece of information slip. Unless… “Does he know you know he knows?” Phoenix nods again, this time with a light laugh. “God, this feels a lot like that one episode of Friends.”
