Chapter 42

Elena’s POV

“So, Mother,” Kris starts, and the way she says it not-so-nonchalantly has me concerned that I’m not going to like whatever she is about to say. “Now that the guys are in the other room and we can gab without them eavesdropping, what did you think of Wayne?”

I shoot my sister a glare. Traitor.

“You mean other than the ass on him?”

“Mother!” I drop the plate I’m holding in the sink, water and bubbles splashing everywhere.

“What? I have eyes, so you can’t really blame me. You girls keep bringing around all these hockey players, and everybody knows hockey players have cute butts.”

“It’s true. I’m pretty sure there was a study done on it or something.”

“Yeah. It’s just science at this point,” Ryan agrees with Alisha.

“I’m like ninety-nine point nine percent sure that’s not at all how science works.”

“How come nobody knows how science works?” I mutter.

“Anyway,” my mother says, ignoring me, “I think he’s a catch.”