Page 130 of Tempest’s Torment

Wren nods. "That's what I said."

Rogue looks around the table, realizes nobody is helping him, and turns away. "I'm getting food."

"You have food," Willow calls after him.

"More food."

We're still laughing when Sophie, Tempest and Evangeline’s daughter, appears beside me. "Are you the flower lady?"

"I work with flowers."

"Mom said I can pick whatever ones I want."

Evangeline winces. "I may have told her about the shop."

Sophie stretches her arms as wide as they'll go. "I want this many."

I take in her pretty dress. "Pink?" I ask.

"And purple. And blue."

"Blue might be difficult," I warn.

Her little face turns serious. "I like a challenge."

I laugh. "Apparently so do I."

She runs off, and Natalia gives me a look. "What?"

"Nothing."

I know what she's seeing, though. A few weeks ago, I could barely sit in this clubhouse without checking every person who walked through the door. Now, I'm giving paint color advice and promising children enough flowers to bankrupt Petals.

"So," I say, picking up my drink. "Deep green?"

Natalia grins. "I knew I liked you."

Jinx catches me later. The bandage is gone and the cut at his temple has mostly healed, but he shoves his hands into his pockets when he reaches me.

"I'm sorry."

"For getting hit over the head?"

"I was supposed to be watching you."

"You were."

"Apparently I'm shit at watching alleys."

"Definitely shit at watching alleys," Kai says, appearing beside us.

Jinx flips him off. I laugh, but when I look back at him, I'm serious. "I don't blame you."

He studies me for a second before nodding. "Okay."

"Okay."

That's enough.