Page 94 of Addicted

“I’ll see you later, baby.”

“Okay.”

I watched as he walked over to the Lambo, got in, and started the engine.

The car roared to life, and he pulled out of the driveway, speeding off down the street.

I stood there for a moment, watching until he disappeared from view, then I turned and got back into the SUV.

“Where to, Miss Indie?” Javion asked, glancing at me in the rearview mirror.

“Aurora’s apartment,” I said, giving him the address.

Javion nodded and pulled out.

The drive to Aurora’s place took about twenty minutes. When we pulled up to her building, she was already outside waiting.

She was dressed in a tight red bodycon dress that hugged every curve, black heels, and oversized sunglasses. Her hair was slicked back into a high ponytail, and she had a black Prada bag on her shoulder.

My bestie didn’t miss. Ever.

Troy got out and opened the back door for her.

“Thank you,” Aurora said, flashing him a smile as she slid into the backseat next to me.

As soon as the door closed, we both squealed and hugged each other.

“Bitch, you look so good!” Aurora said, pulling back to look at my outfit.

“So do you!” I said, grinning. “That dress is everything.”

Aurora laughed. “Girl, I had to look cute. You know I can’t be out here looking regular when I’m rolling with you.”

I shook my head, still smiling.

It felt so good to see her. To be around someone who knew the real me, before all this shit with Stone.

“So, where we going?” Aurora asked.

“The Grove,” I said. “We can eat at one of the restaurants there, then do some shopping.”

“Say less.” Aurora grinned. “You know I’m always down for food and shopping.”

Javion pulled away from the curb and headed toward The Grove.

“So,” Aurora said, lowering her voice and leaning closer to me. “I gotta tell you something.”

I raised an eyebrow. “What?”

She bit her lip, trying to hold back a smile. “I’ve seen Kenzo twice since the barbecue.”

My eyes widened. “Twice? Girl, what?”

Aurora nodded, grinning. “Yeah. He came through the first time two days after the barbecue. Then again three days ago.”

“And?” I prompted.

“And...” Aurora’s grin widened. “That dick is A1, Indie. Like, I’m talking Hall of Fame level dick.”