Connor
I took the phone from her, "Thank you for the vote of no confidence." I ended the call and handed her back the phone.
"Connor, Connie, don't be like that. We're all in shock, you know. Harper Carmichael, he's just-"
"Famous enough that people seem incapable of just saying his name without saying his surname. Yeah, I get it," I frowned. "I get he is hot and polished. All Hollywood fancy and American while I'm a brute and have no grace whatsoever."
"Edward loves you without your grace," she tried to soften the blow but it came off more as an insult. She knew that by how she had winced.
I stared at her for a good second before I rolled my eyes then went back to the living room to grab my laptop. I also went to the kitchen to grab a pack of beer and decided working upstairs would be safer.
