I nodded. “I wouldlovethat.”
“You good to go hang out for a bit more?”
“I get you for the whole week?”
“As long as Rocky and your dad approve it, yeah.”
“Oh, they’ll fuckin’ approve it,” I growled, and he laughed.
“Love you.”
I kissed him quickly. “Love you too.”
We headed back out to the party, and I let him out of my sight only because I knew I’d have him all to myself for at least a week.
Violet
Aero drove us up to Denver at dark o’clock the next morning, and I realized the fact that he drove meant I could sleep. I made a mental note never to complain about him insisting on driving again.
“Baby, we’re here,” he said, squeezing my leg gently.
I yawned and forced my eyes open. “What time is it?”
“Six forty-five.”
“Fifteen minutes to spare,” I said, smiling.
“I’ll pick you up at four.”
“Not sure if I’ll be done by four, but I’ll text you and let you know.”
“You want me to cook tonight or take you out?”
Dad had bought a condo in Denver about five years ago, so rather than stay at a hotel, Dad insisted we stay there.
I smiled. “Up to you.”
