They moaned and groaned, but nobody seemed overly angry anymore. Walking around to my side of the car, I opened the door and climbed in. The air seemed chilly inside as Kiera sat there, silent. With one eye on her, one eye on the girls still hovering close to my car, I pulled out of the parking spot.

When we were on our way, I finally asked her what was wrong. “You want to tell me what happened that’s got you all ticked off?”

Her eyes narrowed as she watched the girls who were watching us leave. “Not really,” she muttered.

With a sigh, I put a hand on her thigh. “Will you anyway?” Her expression was blank when she looked over at me, but it was a tense blank. Forced. Frowning, I added, “You’re the one that said we should talk things out…and you look like you need to talk something out.”

Grunting in annoyance, she crossed her arms over her chest. “I have another class with Candy this year. She made sure to say hello afterward.”

While I studied the road, I tried to place the name with a face. Clearly, Kiera expected me to know this person. “Candy…?” Kiera sighed at the exact same moment I remembered who Candy was. “Oh, right. Candy.” The eager, slightly possessive redhead I’d taken to my bed, just to get a rise out of Kiera. That seemed like a lifetime ago. “What did she say?” I asked, a little scared to hear the answer. Candy wasn’t spiteful enough to go into details with her…was she?

Kiera glared at me, heat in her eyes. Her hands tightened, like she was stopping herself from hitting me. Shit. She must have told her…everything. But Kiera’s response wasn’t what I’d been expecting her to say. “She just mentioned a show that you had last week. You played in Pioneer Square, right?”

A show? That seemed…anticlimactic. Why was she mad about that? Looking up, I thought over my schedule last week. “Yeah, yeah we did.” I flicked a glance at her. “Was she there? She didn’t say hello.” I swear I haven’t seen her in ages…if that’s what you’re mad about.

Her eyes narrowed at me in suspicion. “No, a friend of hers saw you there…in the back.”

Now I was really confused. By her tone of voice, it was clear that what she’d said was horrible…I just had no idea why. Shrugging, I said, “Huh, well, okay.” I raised an eyebrow as I peeked at her. “Why is one of her friends seeing me making you look like you sucked on a lemon?”