Laney stares at her. “Slower.”
“Last night—in Hawaii—”
“The night I passed out drunk by like seven in the evening and you went out the rest of the night and didn’t come home until the next morning?” Laney prompts. She glances at me. “Claire was there. I wasn’t alone. Promise.”
I nod.
Sabrina’s bag crinkles as she sucks in air. “Hot guy—bar—slept with—”
Laney squeaks. “You had a hot one night stand that night?”
“So guilty—didn’t mean to—too fun—but now—now—” Sabrina cuts herself off by gasping for breath inside the bag.
“Wait,” Laney says. “Wait wait. Did you sayboss?”
Sabrina nods fast and furious.
“He’s—no.”
Sabrina nods more while she puffs into the bag.
“Your hot one-night stand is Bean & Nugget’s new owner?” Laney shrieks.
Sabrina moans. “Yes.”
And now that I know the world isn’t exploding, there’s notbadnews about Emma, and Sabrina’s probably about to ask us all for money again, which is fine, she can have it, I start to breathe a lot easier.
“Oh, god,” Laney whispers.
Sabrina nods again. “Worse.”
“You’re pregnant with your one-night stand-slash-boss’s baby?” Laney shrieks.
Sabrina throws the paper sack at her. “I am not pregnant. But I want him gone. And I don’t—I can’t—he won’t—Laney.Laney. He’s not like he was in Hawaii. Not at all. He won’t sell to me. And I think he’ll take the first opportunity tofireme. Bean & Nugget is a lost cause.”
Oh, shit.
Shit shitshit.
Sabrina’s gonna cry.
Cannot handle this.
Cannothandle this.
Laney crying? Yes. Please. I mean, notplease, but like, if she has to cry, please let me be the one to put her back together.
Sabrina crying?
Get me the hell out of here.
Laney makes another noise. “Theo. Crutches. Please.”
On the one hand, I’d like to go live in the woods to get away from Sabrina crying.
On the other, I get a boner every time Laney issues orders.
I bolt into action. Action’s where it’s at.
