aimed at him. Because he was the only one of the Eleven who wasn’t settling into 2012, who wanted to go back to where he’d been before, to when he’d been before. And he hated Fin for refusing to make it happen.
“You can’t just show up here in Philly and expect me to welcome you with open arms. Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” Kelly paced—ten steps forward, swivel, then ten steps back—to emphasize how really ticked she was at her sister. “Where’s the consideration?”
Jenna widened her eyes in her best fake innocent expression. “Ty’s boss invited me.”
“Fin?” Outrage gave way to confusion.
“The same.” Jenna figured Kelly didn’t need to know that she’d called Fin first or that the boss man hadn’t specified when she should visit.
“Oh.”
Kelly bit her lip, a signal that she was trying to think of a reason why Jenna shouldn’t stay. Jenna was good at reading body language. She was also good at getting her way.
“You should’ve at least given me some warning.”
“I decided on the spur of the moment. And I tried to call you from the airport, but your cell was turned off.” Jenna took a chance on that, but she was betting on Kelly’s habit of forgetting to turn on her phone. “Sorry to show up so late, but I couldn’t get an earlier flight.”
Kelly looked suspicious, but she didn’t comment. She glanced around the condo’s huge living room. “We don’t have our own apartment yet. Fin is letting us bunk down here for a few days.”
The insinuation was that Jenna wouldn’t have anyplace to stay. Jenna didn’t intend to let a weak excuse like that get in the way of her finding out what was going on in her sister’s life. “Give me a break, sis. Hello, this is a pent house suite. I bet Fin could fit an army of missionaries in here.” Not that Jenna believed for a minute that Kelly’s yummy husband was a missionary. “But if he doesn’t want me to stay here, I’ll just get a hotel room.” There, let Kelly wiggle out of that.
Kelly glanced at Jenna’s bags piled by the door and sighed. “Sit down.”
Jenna recognized the expression in her sister’s eyes. She wasn’t buying into Jenna’s spur-of-the-moment story. Instead of sitting, Jenna wandered over to the large window. The city lights glittered bright and cold. She shivered. Someone walking on her grave? She hoped not.
Turning to face her sister, Jenna smiled. “I’ll stand. I sat too long on the plane.” Besides, she thought better on her feet.
Kelly nodded and collapsed onto the couch. She curled her bare feet up under her and tied her robe shut. “So why are you really here?”
Jenna thought about lying. She was good at it. She’d had lots of practice on herself. But in the end, she decided to tell the truth. Lying took energy, and she’d had a long day. “I wanted to make sure you were okay.”
Kelly frowned. “I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be?”
Jenna rolled her eyes up to the ceiling. “Gee, let’s see. Uh, you met a guy, married him a month later, and then raced out of town so fast you left skid marks in front of the church. Oh, and did I mention that none of his family or friends came to the wedding? Add to that your pitiful attempts to avoid my perfectly reasonable questions about your new husband and, oh, I don’t know, I sort of felt the need to get to know Ty a little better.”
“Cut the sarcasm, Jenna.”
Jenna turned to stare out the window again. “Right. No more sarcasm. You brought Ty to meet us three days before your wedding. I’d like to visit for a week so that I can go back to Houston and report to Mom and Dad how deliriously happy you are. I think they deserve at least that much.”
“I’d call that meddling.”
“I’d call it caring.”
“I’d call it understandable worry.” The deep male voice spun Jenna away from the city’s lights.
The man standing in the doorway took her breath away. Literally. Big, about six eight, with a powerful body