LILY

“What are your plans for the café?” Quinn demanded, her tone sounding like an interrogation. “What do you intend to do? What are your qualifications?”

She didn't even pause for a breath. “Can you even make a coffee? Are you good with people? Because you have a very questionable character.”

Huh?

She leaned closer. “Do you drink? Are you single? The boss isn't single, so keep your eyes off her!”

My mouth fell open at her relentless barrage of questions. Silver snickered beside me while Jack could only stare at her, looking utterly shocked.

“Quinn—” I began, calling her name softly.

She raised her hand, signing for me to...