Oh, fuck. Fallon didn't miss the expectant look on Malou's face. Was it the discarded mugs from last night? Or had Malou found out about Jesse's visit another way? Fallon retrieved her mug and sat across from Malou with a sigh. Merlin. Where to start?
The obvious seemed best. "Jesse came over last night. I, erm. I told him about Lachlan." She told him a great deal more than that, but Malou already knew the bukk of it. "He stayed the night, which, judging from the look on your face, I'm guessing you somehow knew?"
The obvious seemed best. "Jesse came over last night. I, erm. I told him about Lachlan." She told him a great deal more than that, but Malou already knew the bukk of it. "He stayed the night, which, judging from the look on your face, I'm guessing you somehow knew?"