"I thought we were heading to wherever Spencer was. So why," Melanie hissed suspiciously, her eyes catching movement on the side, "do I see Adam marching toward us?"
Her accusing gaze snapped to Laela, who only grinned, utterly unbothered, unrepentant, and practically radiating mischief. "Sis, I changed my mind," she announced, her voice dripping with amusement. "You were looking way too hot to be wasted on Spencer. It would be a crime to parade you in front of him when I could put you on display right here instead—" she tilted her chin toward the approaching man with a wicked gleam in her eyes, "—in front of Mr. Hotness himself."