Chapter 16
The ice-cream visit must have gone better than expected because Harper was cheerful during the ride to our new, albeit temporary, residence. Cheerful...and curious.
“You’re sure Butch isn’t your boyfriend?” Her fingers clung to the back of my seat as she pulled herself far enough forward to be heard over the rush of wind against our faces. I glanced at Harper’s waist to make sure she was wearing a seat belt before answering the nosy question.
“Positive.”
“You should reconsider,” Harper told me. “This car is pretty awesome.”
For the first time since I’d met him, I thought Butch might have sported a faint hint of a smile. But when I turned to look at him directly, all expression was gone.
“So Tank’s the one who has you all hot and bothered?” my sister continued, blithely ign
