It was early on Sunday morning when Lara knocked on Charlotte and Liam’s door. Her friend had texted her the previous night and told her to be there by eight so they could get through at least half of the movies before the day was over, and since Jackson had made plans to meet his brother for breakfast and spend the day with him, it had worked out perfectly.
“You made it,” Charlotte said happily, gesturing for Lara to come inside.
“Of course,” Lara replied, though they both knew she’d been a bit unreliable of late.
“I know yesterday I said it would just be us girls, but the guys decided to gatecrash,” Charlotte explained apologetically as they walked through to the living room.
“No worries,” she replied, ignoring the way her pulse sped up when her gaze landed on Greg.
“I’ll be b
