Chapter 338: Reclaimed Memories, Part 2

I stayed rooted to my spot in the kitchen. A moment later, Isach joined me, standing with his back toward Abby and Trent, too.

"You failed to mention he had to kiss her," Isach grumbled.

"I forgot until just now." I frowned. "Sorry. Believe me, I don't like this anymore than you do."

"Yeah, well, if this blows up, just remember that it was all your idea." Isach crossed his arms and stared straight ahead.

"Well, if you hadn't done what you did, none of us would be in this position right now," I shot back, sounding entirely too much like a petulant child.

He sliced a scathing look at me before once again turning to stare at something in front of him. Arms still crossed, his muscles bulged with tension, and I worried he might tear the sleeves of his shirt. Maybe doing this was a bad idea.