Across the room, Cole’s broad frame filled the double doorway, and I smiled faintly, forgetting Sofia watched me. She craned her head around. “Is that the so-called ‘old brother but means nothing to me now’ guy?” she drawled with sass. “Ah, yeah.” She considered me with pursed lips. “You know, I’ve never once seen you smile when Daniel entered a room. Yeah,” she said to my stupefied expression, “you’ve got a lot of explaining—and groveling to do. But later.” She patted my cheek before strolling off.
i already adore sophia
