Claire
“Claire! I need a favour!”
“What? Not even a hello?”
“Sorry. Morning, Claire. Hope you’re well. I missed you in my bed last night.”
“There. That’s better. Good morning, Seth. How are you?”
“Desperate for a favour?”
I was sitting outside on the back step sipping my coffee in the morning sun. I hated that I was awake already, but with the Neanderthals I lived with stomping around like a herd of elephants, there wasn’t such a thing as a sleep in, which sucked arse when I had a late shift and didn’t get in until after three this morning.
As much fun as it was to watch Seth squirm, something he was amazingly good at, he did sound serious. And slightly desperate. “How can I help you?”
“You know how today is Elise and Luca’s wedding?”
“Ah, yeah?”
“About that?”
My stomach lurched. This didn’t sound good.
“I’m at their place, and Elise needs a favour. Can I put her on?”
“Sure?” I replied nervously knowing whatever it was I was going to agree. It wasn’t like it was possible to say no. Not to a bride on her wedding day.
“Thanks. Here she is.”
“Okay.”
“Claire!” Elise screeched so loudly I think I went deaf in one ear. Juggling the phone, I swapped ears.
“Hey, Elise. Ready for the big day?”
“Help me!”
“Okay. How? What do you need?” I asked.
She sounded on the verge of a meltdown. I could only imagine the chaos going on around her.
“Give me the phone! You’re scaring the poor girl!”
“Fine.”
There was rustling and then a bang, I’m guessing Seth’s phone had just been dropped, and someone was swearing.
“Hey, Claire. I’m Elise’s best friend, Jax,” he introduced himself sounding oddly calm.
“Hey. What’s going on?”
“Well, we have a little bit of an issue.”
“What sort of issue?”
“The sort of issue I’m told you can help with.”
“Okay…”
