Chapter Four
“WE’RE IN THE association together,” said Gil to his wife. “It’s one of those business obligations we have to go through.”
“You know I hate these things,” Sophie complained. “Cocktail parties where people stand around and complain about their jobs or talk about doing their jobs. Ugh.”
“It’s not a cocktail party,” he told her. “It’s a dinner part with just Ty and his wife.” His heart pounded in his chest as he thought about Marissa. “They’re a fun couple.”
“How would you know?” she asked.
“What?”
“How would you know? Have you met her? I thought you just knew this guy through work.”
“He’s fun,” Gil corrected himself. “I assume his wife is too. He talks about her all the time. I’m sure she’s fun.”
“Uh-huh.”
When Sophie looked around the dinner table at the Wirths’ house,
