Hook, Line, and Sinker
"No, I actually forgot you'd be here, so now I'm two dishes short. Cassie doesn't have much of an appetite in the mornings, so I bought extra dishes so she could pick and choose."
Erin hummed in understanding, but her hands kept picking at her freshly done manicure. This was her habit when she was plotting. I knew right then that whatever mild interest she'd had in Dead had turned into a determination to make him hers.
I couldn't help but tighten my grip on his hand. Perhaps my grip had hurt him, and he looked at me in confusion. I muttered a hasty apology as I left the table.
That evening, I found them sitting together on the couch again when I returned home from work. When Dean saw me, he