Chapter 94

When I finally head down, I hover in the stairway, trying to count familiar faces. Yep—some of these people I remember from that cursed matchmaking barbecue. But one face in particular is glaring at me like I’m a roach on the floor.

Kel.

I forgot my stepfather works for Killian.

“Over here,” Killian calls, already seated with a plate of cake in hand.

I walk toward him, spotting the only available