Asha shook her head at Darcy. “The way to a woman’s heart. It worked with Nicole. You told me Rohan didn’t like dogs.”

“Nah, he likes dogs. He’s just not really a dog person, like, say, you or me. He gets it from his parents—they call Darcy the Gujarati term for overgrown rodent.” She added star anise simple syrup to the glasses.

“Jerome’s mother calls Luke and Leia Wookiees,” Tim said. Luke and Leia were Tim and Jerome’s matching Afghan hounds.

Kamila finished the drinks and garnished them with mint leaves and whole star anise. “I’m going to put the movie snacks out soon, so if you want more biryani, take it now.” She handed her friends their glasses.

“How long will Rohan be gone?” Tim asked.

“He’ll be back soon. He’s only at Rashida’s down the street to drop off pakoras.”

He smirked. “See? Fried foods. Delivering pakoras must be the Indian version of borrowing a cup of sugar.”

“What are you talking about, Tim?” Asha asked.

“You know, ‘borrowing a cup of sugar…’” He winked suggestively. “An excuse to visit a hot neighbor.”

Kamila scrunched her nose. “Ew, Tim. I don’t think Rohan is looking to make Rashida Suleiman his Mrs. Robinson. You do realize we call her Aunty, don’t you?”

“Kamila!” Tim laughed loud. “Oh my god, I was talking about her daughter!”

Damn it. She’d been hoping for no more mentions of Jana today.

“Jana’s in Tajikistan. She’ll be back soon, though, right, Kamila?” Asha said.

“She’s here. I met her at the park today.”

Kamila nearly dropped her drink. “What did you say?”

“I met Jana. She was walking at the park with her mother.”

Impossible. “No, you didn’t.”

He nodded. “I did. She introduced herself as Jana Suleiman. Tiny girl, right? Really pretty. Speaks very formally—almost like she has a British accent or something?”

An advanced degree at Oxford would do that.

Poop nuggets. This was bad. Did Rohan already know Jana was back? She put her hand on the table to steady herself.

Was his meeting in the area with Jana? Was he actually borrowing a cup of sugar, after all?

“Tim, do you think Rohan could be…” She made a sour face. She couldn’t say it…It seemed too inexplicable. “Attracted to Jana?”

Tim shrugged. “I don’t really know what Rohan’s into, but Jana is objectively a beautiful woman. Highly educated, too, right? She’s fancy, like Rohan. Doctors, lawyers, and…what is it Jana does?”

Kamila’s shoulders slumped. “She has a PhD in comparative development and a master’s in nonprofit management.”

Tim nodded. “See? Fancy people. You’re the excellent matchmaker—they could be good together. Make your magic.”

Kamila shook her head. That would be a disaster of dizzying proportions. “If Rohan gets into a relationship again, we can say goodbye to all he does for Dad.”