KOURTNEY

Dinner itself felt like an exercise of extreme self-control.

We sat around the large dining table, the air filled with the scent of seasoned beef and fresh lime.

Tessa was a whirlwind of conversation, her hands moving a mile a minute as she talked about her date with Chase.

"So, Kourt, fill me in!" she said, leaning forward and pointing a taco at me. "Give me the juicy details. Who’s the hottest guy in the auditing department? Did Dad make you do any boring filing? Tell me everything."

I could literally feel Silas’s eyes boring holes into the side of my face from the head of the table.

I...