Hi, mom,” he said. “I’m fine.”
“How are you? Are you still seeing . . .?”
“Yep,” A.J. said. “Jamie’s sitting right here, next to me.”
“Let’s freak her out, okay?” Jamie said, mischief glinting in his eyes as he popped away—which worked more to freak A.J. out.

Autore: Suzanne Brockmann