Chapter 4

Quinn froze, then slammed the box down on the entryway table.

He scoffed:

"Really, Harper? The breakup threat again? You can do better than that."

"You think because you designed one popular collection, you’re untouchable?"

"I don’t have time for your games."

I kept my voice steady:

"This isn’t a game. I’m letting you go. Now you can make Jenna your official girlfriend."

Quinn’s scowl deepened. He jabbed a finger at me:

"Still in denial about being jealous? Cut the breakup threats, Harper. They’re getting old."

"Jenna just… reminds me of simpler times. I value her work ethic. It’s not…