Jared studied his oldest friend, at forty-one, Marina was still a striking woman, with gorgeous dark hair and green eyes. Her expression was perplexed as she sipped a latte.
“Stop it,” she snapped at him.
“Stop what?” He feigned innocence.
“Stop judging me.”
“When have I ever judged you?”
She shrugged. “You think I’m insane for participating in Alex’s folly.”
“I never said that.”
“You don’t have to. I know I am,” she frowned. “His enthusiasm is contagious. And I miss him. We used to be so close. This show, it could be what we need.”
“So, you’ve decided to forgive him?”
“I didn’t say that…”