~LAUREN’S POV~

“So, let me get this straight,” Sophia said, twisting toward me in the back seat like she had not just spent the last ten minutes making soulful eye contact with Luca through the rearview mirror.

“We’re breaking into your ex’s office to look through his files. On a Friday night. Wearing lip gloss.”

“Yes,” I said. “And for the record, we’re not breaking in. I have my access card. This is technically still above board.”

“Right. Above board. Legal. Super classy,” she muttered, flicking a glance at Luca. “Just like your driver here. What's his name again? Luca? Or Tall, Dark, and Possibly Packing?”

“I can hear you,”...