Thunder crashed, shaking the car.
"This is some bad weather, though," Finn mumbled.
"It's apocalyptic."
"Let me know if you see the Four Horsemen."
I smiled despite myself.
"You should write a series about them.Bet that'd make a killer romance."
"It would," I agreed, "but I don't know if I can do paranormal or urban fantasy."
"Aren't those two of your favorites?"
"Yeah, to read.But that doesn't mean I can write it," I said with a laugh.
"You can do anything," he said back.
My heart warmed.Finn said it like he meant it, and I wished I had as much faith in myself as he had in me.I'd opened my mouth to respond when Finn's phone went off.Emmy's name flashed on the screen, and he groaned.I lifted a brow at that.
"Problem?" I said."It's just Emmy."
"That's the problem," he muttered before pushing accept."Hey, Em.Can I call you later?"
"Hey traitor," Emmy said back."No, you can't.I heard what you did."
"Gonna have to be more specific."
"You invited Seaver onto an O'Brien family call—which by the way I was conveniently left out of.What the what, Finn?"
I'd known Emmy for a long time.But even if I hadn't, I would know she was pissed by the tone of her voice.
"You heard about that, huh?" Finn said stalling.
"Of course, I did," she said, "and don't try to distract me."
"I'm not.Rose and I are driving through really bad weather."
Thought you said it wasn't so bad, I mouthed at him.
He shrugged while watching the road intently."I need to focus, Em."
"Fine," Emmy said, "but I just want you to know that I am very displeased."
"Noted."
"Also betrayed."
"It wasn't anything.I just needed some advice."
"So, you went to my archnemesis to get it?" she said."I really can't believe you, Finn.He's a terrible, unreliable, fickle person.I don't know why you'd go to someone like that over your sister."
Finn shook his head, and even with the rain, I heard him sigh.
"Hi Emmy," I said."How's it going?"
"Rose," she said, voice suddenly breezy and full of sunshine, "it's awesome to hear your voice.I miss you already."