Tempting, but no. Not when they came from a heart-breaking she-devil. I unlocked my car and got in, pretending not to see the hurt in her eyes. I wished I could take some form of petty satisfaction from her pain, but I didn’t, because even though she’d screwed me over, I’d never wished anything bad on her. Perhaps it would have been easier if I did feel that way.

I pulled away from the curb, making a concerted effort not to look in the rearview mirror, and breathed a sigh of relief as I rounded the corner. The relief was short-lived when I arrived home and noticed Summer’s Ute—emblazoned with the logo for Destiny Falls Veterinary Clinic—parked in front of my house. No doubt she was here about Kennedy. She’d been calling over the past two days, and I’d been dodging her. Summer liked to overanalyze. I preferred avoidance.

I got out of the vehicle. When I reached her Ute, she wound the window down.

“You haven’t called me back.” Her tone was deceptively casual. If not for the slight narrowing of her eyes, I might not realize she was annoyed with me. “What if it had been an emergency?”

“Then you’d have called emergency services.”

She scowled. “What’s the point in having a firefighter, a doctor, and a cop in the family if I don’t get to take advantage of that sometimes?”

I didn’t reply because we both knew that wasn’t what she’d come to discuss.

She studied me curiously. “Asher said he’d seen you and Kennedy together. He was worried about you.”

“So he messaged you?”

She grinned and got out of the car. “I’m the peacemaker. Everyone knows that.”

I rolled my eyes. “Max is the peacemaker. You’re just the one we love best, so you get away with anything.”

She shrugged. “Perhaps. Being the only girl has its perks.” She rounded the hood and leaned on the passenger door. “So, what did you and Kennedy talk about?”

“Nothing. She offered me brownies, and I turned her down.”

Summer looked disappointed. “That’s it?”

“Yeah. She wanted to chat, but I wasn’t interested.”

She made a thoughtful sound I didn’t like.

“What?”

“Nothing.” She waved a hand dismissively. “I always thought there was something strange about the way she ended things. She obviously cared about you. Everyone could see it.”

I stuffed my hands into my pockets. “You never did the sisterly stalking-my-ex thing to find out what else might have been going on?”

She hesitated, then shook her head. “I was tempted. So tempted. But you didn’t want to know, so out of respect for you, I kept my nose out of her business.”

I huffed a laugh. “That’d be the first time.”

She rolled her eyes. “Whatever. All I’m saying is, maybe you should listen to her.”