“Whatcha reading?” Glaring at Claire, I shook my head. “Did you forget how to knock?” With a smirk, she sat down and propped her feet up on my desk. “You didn’t answer me.” I leaned back in my chair and inspected her carefully. She was up to something. “Well, you didn’t answer me either.” “Nope, I asked first.” Letting out an exasperated sigh, I sat up. “For Christ’s sake, Claire, what do you want?” “I want to know what you’re reading and then I want to know why you felt like you had to sneak out of Thano’s house yesterday. You left me with Katerina and . . . what was her name? Yeeyaw? Heehaw? Shit, it was something like that.” With a shocked laugh, I asked, “Are you serious? Why did I sneak out? The whole tour his grandmother kept mentioning Thano having babies. His mother must have mentioned a dozen times about me being Irish and not to mention she knew who I was when she came to the cooking class, Claire! Do you understand that? She came to check out who the evil leprechaun was going after her precious Greek god son!”
