“Yes! Hair of the dog is exactly what I need right now.”
Elliot smiles. “Charles?”
“You want to go out?” Charlie asks.
“It’s been a while, Lance will be game.”
“Where is Lance?” I frown, only now realising I didn’t see him at breakfast.
“He left late last night, got in a huff about some shit and called a cab,” Megan tells me.
“I will if Lance and Lowell do,” Charlie says on a shrug.
“Mason has Ellis until tonight, but he can drop him back early and you guys can go out, I need to check on Joey.” I wouldn’t go out even if I wanted to. My stomach twists just thinking about him.
“Have you heard anything yet?” Megan asks.
I shake my head. “No.”
“Lowell won’t sack off Ellis time,” Elliot says.
And it’s true, Mason wouldn’t miss another minute of his weekend with his son.
“Come on, Aldridge, I need you to wingman me. I was shit out of luck last night after I bid on Luce.”
Me and Megan look at each other and raise our brows in unison.
“What was that all about?” Megan asks.
Elliot sits forward in his seat, lifting his seat belt and smoothing it over his shoulder. “I wasn’t having it.”
“You wasn’t having what?” I ask.
He eyes me in the mirror as if it’s obvious. “Vinny?”
“I’d totally jump Vinny.” Megan laughs.
“Ewww, Megs!” I push her into the door.
“I’m kidding, he’s like a dad to us.”
“Exactly,” Elliot says. “I wasn’t having it be a joke on her.” His face hardens. “That prick she’s with needs some sense knocked into him.”
Me and Megan look at each other at the same time again, then break out into giggles.
“I get it, Ell,” Charlie tells him.
“You shouldn’t laugh, Nina. Have you thought about the shit show that will go down when Hemmings comes for his date?”
Cooper. Fuck! I forgot about the auction.
“Surely he won’t ask for a date? I think Mason made it perfectly clear she wasn’t for sale.”
“You haven’t met Hemmings,” Elliot tells Megan.
Charlie twists in his seat so he can see me. “Mase won’t have you go anywhere without him, Nina. And I agree with Megan, he’d have to be looking for a death wish to come asking for anything from you.”
“You wanna bet on that?”
