Chapter 10

• Rowan's apartment always smelled like cedar and vanilla.
• Beck was convinced she picked candles specifically to mess with him—because nothing about her made it easy to stay cool. Not when she answered the door in leggings and a T-shirt that hitched up just enough to flash the curve of her hip, or when she said things like, “Help me scheme,” with that look in her eye.
• Tonight, her plan came with dumplings, two beers, and a manila folder labeled Operation Don’t Let Ellis Ruin Her Own Damn Life.