I lifted my eyebrows. “Rough night?” “Don’t judge me,” she muttered and headed straight for the coffee pot. Although this had been her typical morning behavior from the time she’d turned nineteen, her party side had mellowed since she’d met Tommy. In fact, I hadn’t seen her this wiped out since New Year’s Eve. “What happened to you?” I asked. She ignored me and poured some coffee. “Jas?” She blinked her bloodshot eyes. “Chrissie and I went out to celebrate my new job. End of story.” There had to be more to it, but she remained stubbornly silent. “Congratulations on the job, by the way,” I said, hoping to improve her mood. She didn’t even smile. Like her dad, Jas could produce a pretty good warrior’s face when she wanted to. “I’m moving out today.” “You found a place already?” I asked, surprised. “Not yet, but I’m moving in with Mom and Dad until I do.” She watched me with hard, flat eyes. “And Tommy needs a ride to the doctor’s office tomorrow afternoon. You should pick him up at two.”
