“You sure?”
“Yeah,” he said with a nod.
“I’ll be quick, promise.”
“No rush,” he assured me.
Chapter 6
By the time I had finished showering and changed, Hunter was no longer alone in the living room. Jonah sat on the couch, his elbows resting on his knees.
“Uh, hey,” I said, approaching them.
Jonah stood. “Hey. I’m Jonah. We didn’t get a chance to meet last night.”
“Hi,” I said with a wave. “Poppy.”
“We just stopped by so Anita could change.”
“I’m ready,” Anita chirped, coming out of her bedroom. Her long, blond hair was down and wavy, and she wore a pair of comfortable jeans and a man’s blue button-down.
Jonah smiled. “Thought you were changing.”
She smiled back at him. “I like your shirt.”
“It looks good on you,” he gushed.
Hunter and I exchanged a look. It seemed Anita and Jonah had hit it off really well and now they were in that phase of making everyone around them nauseous.
I cleared my throat, dragging Anita’s attention back to me. She looked momentarily startled like she’d forgotten I was there. “Hey.”
“Hi,” I said with a wry smile. “Late night last night?”
Anita’s cheeks went a lovely, dusky rose. “I stayed with Jonah. When did you get home?”
“I walked her home around midnight,” Hunter answered.
“Oh, did you?” Anita asked, her lips cracking into a grin.
“He did,” I voiced.
“You stayed at the party for longer than an hour?” Anita tied her hair up into a messy top bun.
I laughed. “Nope. We left.”
“And did what?” She glanced at Hunter and put her hands on her hips.
“He took me to—”
“A secret place,” Hunter said with a wink.
“Where are you guys off to?” I asked, wanting to change the subject.
“My friend’s beach house,” Jonah said. “Out on Folly.”
“It’s too cold for the beach,” I stated.
“We’re not going to swim,” Anita said with an eye roll. “We’re just gonna hang out. Maybe cook some lobster.”