“Yeah, I love you guys too.”
Ending the call, I let out a string of curses. Each phone call has me looking up red-eye flights out to them. With my phone in hand, I can’t say I won’t do it this time, but then I see a text.
Jenni-cakes
Didn’t think Olsson would appreciate “Beck Daines is a stalker” on a giant poster board. Next time.
Chapter 2
Jensen
Therapy Dupe
Jensen
Alright, the first person to bring me an energy drink and protein bar to Winedown gets their first drink on the house.
Lucie
Have you eaten any actual food today? Sips of water at least?
Jensen
Okay, Mother, I didn’t ask for a lecture.
Reagan
Sorry, I’ve been running around Boston all day looking for a new storefront for the floral shop. I’m beat and need to go scream into my pillow for a bit.
Callie
Boo, for no rental property under a million dollars.
Jen, what if Emma and I bring one of each? Will that qualify us both for the free drink?
Emma
Goodness knows I’m going to need one if Tripp ropes me into being his wingwoman again.
Lucie
Dex and I are doing a movie night in with Miles tonight, but I’ll still bring you actual food, Jen.
Jensen
If it’s not highly caffeinated and something I can shove down in two minutes then it’s a no.
Callie
I got you. Beck won rock-paper-scissors, we’re coming to Winedown.
Lucie
I’ll come over in the morning with breakfast and an IV.
Jensen
Wait Callie… What?
