West POV
Hearing Jo-anne tell him she liked Miranda, and that she thought she would make a good Luna, irked him. She may very well do, but not his. Why would she even tell him that? He had no idea. She didn’t even sound one bit upset about it. Another woman, taking her place next to him. Not even the slightest bit jealous at all by the sounds of it. Bothered him quite a bit.
If she had turned up here with a man on her arm, he’d not likely have handled it well at all.
She waved and smiled at Miranda, like they were friends even. Miranda, he noted, had smiled and returned the wave. That made West frown. When had they spent time together, to get so chummy like that? He didn’t know, and he didn’t like it.
“Picked a spot for the Art Studio.” T.J. interrupted his thoughts. “Lucky for you, I
