Chapter 218 It's Sunday

• I stepped forward. “We’re…friends.” The frustration vibrating between the men zinged along my skin like a current. Or, possibly, it could just be because I was this close to Dare again. I didn’t really want to think about it. I curled my fingers around Dare’s forearm. “You could give him what? Twenty minutes?”
• Joey’s mouth thinned. “Fifteen.”
• “Even better.” I tugged Dare inside the coffee shop. “You should try one of Macy’s coffees.”