I placed my hand on the glass. “You’re sweet.”
“No, you’re the sweet one. Jenner, oh my God, this bag.” She paused. “You didn’t have to send anything—I hope you know that. I certainly didn’t tell you it was my birthday to score a gift.”
“That’s not why I sent it, trust me.”
“Good. Well, it was honestly the best surprise ever. My girls can’t stop gawking at it. Monica is dying of jealousy, but I’ve threatened her life. If she goes anywhere near it, she’s toast.”
I opened the door and stepped outside, needing the breeze on my face. “I’m glad you love it. That makes me happy.”
“We haven’t spoken since you left. Are things good? How’s work? And how was Seattle?” She giggled. “I assume all must be going well. You’re liquored up, and it’s not even noon.”
I laughed. “How the hell do you kno
