Made for You (The Best Mistake 2)

Will didn’t answer. Didn’t have to.

Sophie groaned. “Oh God, it is about Brynn. I should have known when you started asking so many questions about where she lived. And here I thought it was just a little good old-fas

hioned one-upmanship, but it’s something more, isn’t it?”

“You act like I’m out to ruin her life,” Will grumbled. Sophie’s tone didn’t bode well for him. Sophie and Brynn were close. If Soph thought Brynn didn’t want him around, this was going to be one painful uphill battle.

“I know you guys get some sort of perverse enjoyment out of the whole fighting-like-cats-and-dogs thing,” Sophie said. “But isn’t it getting a little…old?”

For a second Will wanted to tell Sophie everything. About that night. About his agenda. About how seeing Brynn again made him feel like a pathetic boy trying to get the attention of the girl he liked by pulling her hair.

But he couldn’t risk that Sophie would tell all to her sister and scare Brynn off before he even had a chance.

“She’s happy, you know,” Sophie said softly.

Of all the things that Sophie could have said, that, quite possibly, was the worst.

What if he was wrong? What if his presence here did nothing but make her miserable? He wanted to shake her up and challenge her, not ruin her life.

“Tell me about this James guy,” Will said, trying to keep his tone indifferent.

Sophie looked at him closely. “I thought I already did. In fact, I distinctly remember giving you the full scoop on the phone the other day.”

“You gave me the résumé version,” Will said, turning and leaning against the window. “I want the paparazzi version. This guy could be my neighbor one day soon.”

“I doubt that,” Sophie muttered, settling onto one of the larger moving boxes.

“Oh?” Will asked. Casually. Too casually. “You don’t think he’s ‘the one’ or whatever you women call it?”

Sophie shrugged. “On paper, they make sense. And God knows my mother’s done enough interrogating of the guy to determine that he definitely wants a family someday. So he and Brynn are pretty much perfectly aligned right down to their hourly to-do lists.”

“But…?” Will prompted.

“There’s something missing,” Sophie mused.

“You always think that about Brynn’s boyfriends,” Will said. Not that he ever disagreed with Sophie.

“That’s because she keeps choosing the wrong ones,” Sophie said, waving her wineglass around wildly. “She picks these perfect guys that are mirror images of herself. And she wonders why she gets bored.”

“She said that? That she’s bored?” Will asked.

“Well, no,” Sophie admitted. “Admitting boredom would be akin to admitting mistake, and that would send her over the edge. But it’s obvious that there’s no spark.”

“Maybe Brynn doesn’t want spark.”

“That’s just the problem. She needs it.”

He wanted to ask more questions.

How many guys had Brynn seen since he’d left?

How many had she slept with?

Did she ever mention him?

But Sophie was already looking at him suspiciously.

“Want pizza?” he asked, wanting to distract her.