"A house warming party?" Verity pulled a shocked face and held out the water bottle for Trev. "And you didn't invite me, your favourite cousin?" She pulled her feet up underneath her, settling into the corner of the couch, comfortably. "I am deeply, deeply hurt, Trevor."
The house. Verity opened her mouth to further question him, but caught herself, unsure how to broach the subject and if he'd drunk enough to answer her. "You gonna have me over to see this mansion of yours?"