Breath lodges.
Does she remember?
"He tried to repair our disposal. It didn't go well."
Monday.
A new memory.
Our eyes meet.
She knows what I'd hoped for, so she mouths, "Sorry."
Lauren laughs again. It's so fake. "I don't know, I'm sure it's nothing big."
Hand on hip. "Has E ever repaired something for you before?"
Lauren's eyes widen.
I'm silently rejoicing.
"I just thought…"
"He's fair game?" Bella lifts a brow, and my heart fucking thumps. "Only a tramp would stoop so low."
Holy fucking hell.
"Why you—"
"Excuse me," Rosalie says. "Is there a problem here?"
