Zoey's POV 

  “Oh, look at them. We must be boring them out already.” Mrs. Gray laughed, and Mom gave me a knowing smile.

  “Show Jake to the bathroom, darling, will you?” She added, and I tried to hide how I huffed as I pushed my chair back, and he followed in my wake.

  “Yes, Mom.” I responded, gesturing for him to follow me.

  “Don’t they look so cute together? I hope they get along soon.” Mrs. Gray said ever so sweetly.

  “They will.” I could hear Mom's faded voice as he shut the door behind him, and I pivoted around.

  “Why were you so obvious back there?” I asked with...