The Risk-Taker. Kira Sinclair

and all, to make room. Her embarrassed gaze darted around. “What are you doing?”

      With a negligent shrug, he set her down again and insinuated himself between Hope and Lexi. “Hiding.”

      “Well, you suck at it,” Hope said. “You stick out like a sore thumb.”

      Willow gasped at her unintended pun. Hope cringed inwardly and fought the urge to look at the appendage she’d inadvertently brought into the conversation. Her nose wrinkled. Gage’s eyes narrowed.