My phone buzzed, displaying a message that made me bite my lip to hold back a smile.
*Change of plans. Pack movie night at Ethan's. Don't worry, I'll still have you all to myself. - R*
I stared at the screen, caught between disappointment and relief. Part of me had been building up courage all afternoon for our private dinner—and whatever might follow. The other part was secretly grateful for the reprieve. A group setting felt safer somehow.
"Let me guess—Rhys?" Seraphina plopped onto my bed, peering at my phone. "God, you two are disgustingly cute now. It's like watching a rom-com in real life."
I tossed a pillow at her. "Says the girl who checks her phone every thirty seconds waiting for Julian to text."
She caught the pillow with practiced ease. "That's different. We're in the flirtation phase. You and Rhys are in the can't-keep-your-hands-off-each-other phase."
Heat crept up my neck. "We're not that bad."
