“Not with you,” Jasper said firmly. My chest swelled with pride at how easily he put George in his place, and I resolved to ask Kellan to give the singer a warning that George was a piece of work.

“Cold, Quigley. Cold.” George sounded almost as impressed as I was. “Guess I can see why you’re suddenly interested in the Frog Court cards.”

Wait. What? My eyes narrowed, but Jasper spoke before I could.

“Like I said. None of your business.”

But it was mine, and I gave them both a hard stare. I was not going to contradict Jasper in front of George, but he was going to need to talk fast as soon as we were alone.

“I might be interested in that offer of yours.” George gave Jasper a considering look. “Might.”

I couldn’t stay silent any longer. “What offer?”

George’s arch look soured my stomach even before he spoke. “That’s between Quigley and me.”

No, it wasn’t, but before I could protest, a crowd of people came through.

“Message me, Quigley.” George gave us a little wave as he backed away. “I find I’m…intrigued.”

He wasn’t the only one, but we still had April with us, and no way was I interrogating Jasper around her. So I settled for beaming questions at the back of his head as we left the theater.

“Are either of you going to tell me why Milo’s car is at our place?” April asked as we made our way to the parking lot. “Or is that need-to-know information?”

“Yup.” I tried to keep my tone light.

Jasper must have picked up on my efforts, because he added, “If you don’t bug him about it or make a big deal to Mom, I’ll get you that milkshake.”

“Jasper. I’m not nine.” April did an impressive eye roll while waiting for Jasper to unlock the car. “But okay. Lucky for you I’m hungry.”

I wasn’t. But I wasn’t going to stop the two of them from picking up shakes from the fast-food place next to Lee’s Bakery that April liked.

“Stomach again?” Jasper whispered while April dictated her order.

“Yeah.” If I blamed my wallet, he’d offer to treat me, so I went with the easier excuse. Seeing George had killed whatever limited appetite I had, but I did need to save every dollar.

Finally, we delivered April and her drink safely back to the Quigleys’ where Jasper’s mom must have been waiting by the door, lights going on as soon as we pulled into the driveway. Jasper glanced at me as if he was debating going in, then shook his head before I could speak.

“Tell Mom I’ll call her soon. And that Milo says thank you for the parking space.”

“Yeah. I appreciate it,” I added.