He halted in his tracks, eyes wide as he took in the scene. “What’s going on?”
Before I could respond, Heather seized the moment, shoving her phone in Jeremy's face, the video playing loudly.
“Jeremy, straight men like you just can’t recognize a scumbag when you see one! I have to vet your girlfriends for you!”
Jeremy’s expression darkened, confusion and anger swirling in his eyes. “Miley, is this true?”
Disappointment washed over me as I struggled to find my voice.
“Jeremy, we’ve been working together for a year and in a relationship for more than half of that time. Don’t you know my personality and character by now?”
Frustration coursed through me as I continued, “That’s my brother. I didn’t want to bring it up, but if you’re forcing my hand, I’ll have him confirm it personally.”
Seeing the doubt flicker in Jeremy’s eyes, Heather pounced, eager to fan the flames of suspicion. She cranked up the volume on the video, letting it loop repeatedly.
“Listen to that voice,” she taunted, a smirk plastered on her face. “How sweetly she calls him ‘handsome.’ I could never sound that coquettish, even if I tried!”