Morning light filled the kitchen and settled across the table where they sat. The smell of coffee lingered in the air.
Iyisha reached for an oat biscuit and took a bite as her eyes moved past the table and toward the open doorway. She could not see Malcolm from where she sat, but she kept looking anyway.
"Iyisha."
She did not answer.
"Earth to Iyisha."
She blinked and turned.
Marybeth was already watching her. "You good?"
"Yeah."
Her eyes went back to the doorway.
Marybeth leaned back and gave a small laugh. "You got it bad."
Iyisha frowned at her. "What?"
Lance let out a short laugh. "Should I start calling you sis now?"
Iyisha shot him a look. "Shut up."
Marybeth grinned. "You've been staring over there for five minutes."
"I haven't."
"You have."
Iyisha reached for her coffee and took a sip just to break eye contact, but she looked back again right after.
"Really?"
