Page 153

She laughs and hugs me.

"Ruby!"

"I'm happy!"

I hug her back despite myself. "It's just one night."

"Mm-hmm."

"We're not moving in, so don't get all excited."

"Never said you were."

"I'm only asking because Jagger keeps saying he wants Charlie to stay the night."

"And you."

I put my hands over my face, whining, "Ruby!"

She laughs. "Don't worry, dear. There's a crib in the storage room over the garage. Mattress too. I've got extra sheets in the linen closet."

"Seriously?"

"Absolutely." She opens the window. "Mason!"

A muffled voice comes from outside. "What?"

"Come here!"

Thirty seconds later, Mason appears in the doorway, jacket half zipped. "What?"

"Take the crib from the garage storage room over to Jagger's house and set it up."

His gaze slides to me. His eyebrows shoot up.

I'm still mad at him over Carla. Not sure I'll ever get over it. So I say, "I can do it."

"No. You can't," Ruby declares.

"Yeah. It's a man's job," Mason scowls.

I glare at him.

"Want to tell me what's going on between you two?" Ruby asks.

I don't say anything.

Mason just turns, grumbles something I can't decipher, and leaves.

Ruby stares at me in question.

I only offer, "Thank you."

A loud beep flares. I glance toward the window. A familiar dark head appears around the side of a pickup.

My smile explodes. "Carla!" I rush out the door before she reaches the porch.

She throws her arms open. "Bestie!"