“You got my number?” he asked, pulling in front of the Bistro.
“Yes.”
Sundance had programmed it into my phone before he left me, so there was no way I could say I lost it.
“Text me when you’re ready,” he directed. “I’ll meet you out here.”
“I don’t know if we’ll stay here,” I said.
“I’ll drop you wherever you want to go.”
“Or, we can find our way.”
“Babe, don’t do that, yeah? Sundance wants you driven to and from venues, so don’t fuck with that.”
I sighed. “I’ll do my best.”
“Domybest,” Aero countered. “I’ll take you wherever you need to go.”
“Okay. Thanks,” I said, and climbed out of the car, making my way inside.
“Wyatt!” Ripley bellowed, and I grinned as I walked toward the table where she was sitting with YaYa and three other women.
“Hi,” I said as I sat down beside Ripley.
“This is Dana, Ruby, and Denise,” YaYa said, introducing me to her friends.
We all shook hands and then it was time to get our drink on.
By the time Ripley was falling down drunk, in the form of grinding against random men and literally falling flat on her face when she bent over too far, I had probably drank my weight in margaritas, then sweated it out with all the dancing we did, so I decided it was time to call it a night. I texted Aero, letting him know we weren’t at the Bistro anymore, then YaYa helped me wrangle Ripley out to the front.
* * *
Sundance
I’d just taken a swig of beer and sat at my desk when my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw it was Aero calling. I answered with a frown. “Everything okay with Wyatt?”
“Well, other than the fact she’s not at the Bistro? Yeah.”
“Why the fuck isn’t she at dinner?”
“Apparently, they decided to head to Nocturn.”
I sighed. Nocturn I could handle. She was protected at Nocturn, but it sounded like she’d left the Bistro without telling Aero which, no doubt, pissed him off.
“Okay, so what’s the problem?”
“How long’s she been tight with Sonja?” Aero asked.
“Excuse me?”
“You didn’t know,” he muttered.
“Quit fuckin’ around, Aero,” I snapped.
“Wyatt and her friend are currently in the middle of a hug fest with Sonja outside Nocturn, which I’m guessin’ you knew nothing about.”
Jesus, fuck.
