Talk turned to something other than Serena, although she ate her steak with the constant need to look over her shoulder to see if someone was watching. She did her best to shake the feeling of not being welcome, telling herself that Hawk wouldn’t have invited her if he hadn’t wanted to spend the evening with her.After they’d carried their plates into the kitchen, Brittany led the way into the family room.“I want to show you something,” she said, sitting on the sofa.Nicole reluctantly settled next to her, wondering if home movies would be next.She was close, she realized, as Brittany pulled several photo albums off built-in shelves and set them on the big coffee table in front of the couch.“Aren’t these great?” the teen asked, flipping open the first one and pointing to a high school dance picture showing a very young Hawk and a pretty brunette. “They were so in love. They’re only sixteen here. Look at their smiles.” She sighed.Nicole murmured that the pictures were lovely and wondered if the problem was her.
