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opened and they locked with hers before drifting to her mouth. “No. A couple of casual dates. More companionship than romance.”
    “Oh,” Sophie said, licking her dry lips. “I don’t like you,” she blurted out, feeling very much like a fourth grader. But she’d had to say something. He was just so close.
    “I don’t like you much either,” he said.
    But the way their bodies leaned toward each other made liars out of both of them.
    What is this? Sophie thought with panic. This man is everything you despise.
    And yet, she wanted…
    Brynn’s voice calling Gray’s name had them both jerking back. Unfortunately for Sophie, jerking back meant slamming her head against the back of the door.
    “Ouch,” she yelped.
    His expression turned almost gentle as he reached out a hand toward the spot she was rubbing, but again, Brynn’s voice had him pulling back.
    “Gray? Did you get lost?” Brynn called.
    “Shit,” he muttered.
    “Shit,” Sophie echoed.
    “You go,” she whispered. “I’ll stay here and follow in a minute. I’ll pretend I was upstairs or something.”
    He hesitated for the briefest of moments. “Maybe we shouldn’t mention…”
    “Oh, please,” Sophie interrupted. “As if I want my family to know about our little history.”
    Gray gave one last nod before opening the bathroom door and slipping out. Sophie leaned back against the door as she heard Gray greet her sister. “Sorry about that. I took a few wrong turns before finding the bathroom.”
    Brynn laughed softly. “That’s what you get for asking Sophie for directions.”
    Sophie rolled her eyes, although the light insult didn’t really sting. Brynn could be uptight and condescending at times, but she wasn’t as difficult as their parents. Most of the time she and Sophie got along pretty well, which was saying something for sisters who’d grown up fighting over car keys, prom dates, and too-tight sweaters.
    Sophie stayed in the bathroom for several minutes trying to gather her thoughts. In all the time she’d spent replaying the Las Vegas incident in her head, she’d never once imagined having to see Gray again.
    On one hand, it was a relief that there was no longer someone out there thinking she was a prostitute.
    But on the other hand, the man made her uncomfortable.
    And angry.
    And, most annoying of all, he made her feel a little…tingly.
    Hearing her mother yelling for her, Sophie reluctantly shuffled into the kitchen and reclaimed her spot at the bar stool next to Will. Nobody acknowledged her return.
    Sophie risked a glance at Gray. But he’d apparently decided the best course of action was to pretend she didn’t exist, and didn’t once look her way. Which suited Sophie just fine—she’d happily let Brynn absorb all of that surly, scowling attention.
    Didn’t mean she couldn’t study him, though. It was somewhat reassuring to realize that he looked exactly the same as she remembered. Fastidious and boring. The suit had been replaced by khakis and a button-down, but the military-cut dark hair, tense jaw, and piercing gaze were all familiar.
    Sophie’s eyes moved to her sister. As usual, Brynn’s light blonde hair fell in a sleek, straight swish around her shoulders. Her light blue sweater set was the perfect color for her gray-blue eyes, and her conservative silk skirt didn’t have a single wrinkle.
    Gray had said they’d only been on a couple casual dates. Did that mean…sex? Sophie glanced between the two of them, considering. Instinct told her no. There was too much pretense. Brynn hadn’t once let her orthodontist smile waver, and Gray was hardly staring at Brynn with besotted adoration.
    His knuckles were clenched around his wineglass, and his posture held all the approachability of an army general. Sophie had to admit that his tension was perhaps warranted for once. Marnie was currently trying to convince him of the merits of buying a home in the suburbs.
    “There’s just so much more room away from