Calliope and her friends were gathered in a cozy private booth at their favorite

    downtown bistro, the table crowded with tes of burgers, loaded fries, and all

    sorts offort food. Laughter and chatter filled the air as they dug in.

    "They didn''t follow us in here, did they?" Portia asked, ncing over her shoulder,

    her eyes narrowed with suspicion.

    "No way," Quentin replied, shaking his head. "This ce is reservation-only, and

    it''s always packed. Even if you book ahead, there''s a long wait."

    Portia scrunched up her nose, clearly unimpressed. "Thank goodness. Just

    seeing the Jewell family ruins my appetite. Why would they think Callie would ever

    help them, after everything they''ve done to her?"

    Mavis nodded emphatically. "Seriously, the Jewells are the worst."

    "Let''s not talk about them while we eat," Calliope said, brushing off the subject

    with a wave of her hand.

    She''d finallye to terms with the fact that the Jewell family had nothing to do

    with her anymore, and honestly, she didn''t care about them at all. If they wanted

    to waste their time tailing her, that was their problem, not hers.

    "Yeah, no more talk about them!" Norton chimed in, grinning as he reached for

    another slice of pizza. "Let''s just enjoy the food. Besides, aren''t we all hitting that

    auction tomorrow?"

    "Oh my gosh, yes!" Portia''s eyes sparkled with excitement. "I''ve been dying to

    check out this auction for ages. I heard there are some gorgeous antiques and

    collectibles. Maybe I''ll find something I love!"

    "If there''s something you want, I''m sure they''ll have it," Julius said with a wink.

    "What about you, Mavis? Anything you''re hoping to get?" Norton asked, turning to

    her with genuine curiosity.

    Mavis was caught off guard. She was sitting between Norton on her left and Uriah

    on her right, which made her a little uneasy. The sudden attention made her

    freeze for a second.

    "I, uh, I kinda like everything," she replied, trying to sound casual.

    "If there''s anything you really want, let me know. I''ll get it for you as a gift," Norton

    offered, his tone yful but sincere.

    Calliope had asked him to y along, and Norton was nothing if not a good sport.

    Portia arched an eyebrow,

    impressed by Norton''s performance.

    "Nortom, you''re too sweet. If Mavis

    gets something, do I get one too? Or

    is Mavis just extra special in your

    eyes?"

    Norton just shed her a sly smile, not saying a word, but the look on his face

    said plenty.

    Portia let out a dramatic "Ooooh!" and elbowed Mavis, stirring the pot.

    Uriah, sitting on Mavis''s other side, shot Norton a re, his jaw clenched tight.

    Norton stared right back. "Something wrong, Mr. Stewart? You look a little tense."

    Uriah just grumbled, clearly annoyed.

    Stuck between the two, Mavis felt more than a little awkward.

    Calliope, watching the whole scene

    unfold, felt pretty pleased with

    herself for roping Norton into this.

    Judging by Uriah''s expression, he

    was definitely jealous. He looked like

    someone had knocked over a whole

    jar of pickles.

    Meanwhile, Ss was sitting next to Calliope, doting on her. He peeled crab legs

    and offered her bites, making sure her te was always full.

    Norton nced over at Ss, suddenly inspired. He picked up a shrimp, peeled it

    with care, and ced it on Mavis''s te.

    "Mavis, try the shrimp."

    Mavis stared at him in disbelief. No

    one had ever peeled shrimp for her

    before. Usually, she was the one

    doing it, especially for Uriah, who

    always acted like it was too much

    trouble. She''d gotten used toit,

    always making sure he had what he

    wanted.

    But this? This was new. And she wasn''t quite sure what to make of it.