Heath watched Jubilee practically sprint from his place before turning to his sister. Rose had her hands on her hips, a what-is-going-on expression on her face.
He sighed. “Come on in. Want a drink?”
“Sure. Then you can tell me what that was all about.”
What had that been all about? He’d gotten so close to kissing Jubilee a second time. It hadn’t helped imagining her flirting with him, smiling, touching him. Letting him touch her, too. He grabbed a beer from the fridge and handed it to Rose, who had sat down on the couch where Jubilee had just been.
“I didn’t realize you two were having—what? Dinner? A date?”
“It wasn’t either of those things.”
“Huh.” Rose opened her beer and took a drink. “Then tell me why Jubilee looked so flustered when I came in.”
He growled. “Leave it alone, Ro
