Three
“Hey, big brother.”
Owen dropped his spoon in his clam chowder. “That’s it. I’m eating in my office from now on.”
Erin rolled her eyes at his teasing. “Oh, come on. I’m not that bad.”
“Yes, you are.”
She stuck her tongue out at him. “You’re mean. I just wanted to know what you and Gideon talked about after I left last night.”
“Do you now.”
“Well, don’t you always say I have a bad habit of pushing people away?”
“You do.”
“Well, it seems to me Gideon could use a friend right now, and he’s a nice guy, and… maybe I don’t want to push him away.”
“You want to know if he’s interested in you,” Owen surmised.
“At the risk of sounding like a silly high school girl… is he?”
“Took you long enough.”
She regarded him with a brow raised. “Took me long enough to what?”
“Act like a sill
