Alice waved him off like he hadn’t spoken.“Let’s talk about entertainment.”
“Dear Lord,” Wrecker muttered.
“Live music,” Calla suggested.
“Yes,” Karmen said immediately.“We need dancing.”
“No blow-up c-c-costumes,” Eden said quickly.
A chorus of groans went up.
“Come on,” Alice said.“Those were fun.”
“Clove g-g-got kidnapped,” Eden shot back.
“That was unrelated,” Clove said defensively.
“It was absolutely related,” Raven said.
“Okay,” Alice admitted.“No blow-up costumes.”
“Thank God,” Nikki said.
The conversation rolled on.Ideas stacking on ideas, half of them ridiculous, the other half somehow worse.
I leaned back in my chair, letting the noise wash over me because no matter how loud the room got, one thing stuck.
Ever.
And her boyfriend.
The idea of them both being here next weekend together didn’t sit right.
I rubbed a hand over my jaw, staring down into my coffee like it might have an answer.
It didn’t.
None of this did.
I just knew I didn’t fucking like it, and that didn’t make any damn sense.
Chapter Nine
Ever
The tire didn’t just go flat.
It gave up.
One second I was driving, thinking about whether I had enough whipped cream prepped for the night shift, and the next there was that awfulthump-thump-thumpsound that no one ever wanted to hear.
I gripped the steering wheel tighter, easing my foot off the gas as the car pulled slightly to the right.
“Come on… come on…” I muttered, guiding it onto the shoulder.
The outskirts of Weston weren’t exactly the place you wanted car trouble.Too far out for anyone to casually pass by every few minutes.
Just… inconvenient.
