Chapter Four
Layla hung up after talking to the fourth company and filing a report. Each one offered to ship a new card overnight, for a fee. She chose one and asked Phin for his address. Unfortunately, with it being Saturday night, the earliest she’d get the card would be Tuesday. At least she’d be able to pay for her car when it was ready. What a complete pain in the a*s.
She should’ve waited until after the calls to have s*x, because every ounce of relaxation she’d earned had vanished. Back in the living room, Phin remained sprawled on the couch. The hard, lumpy, uncomfortable couch. The beer she’d swiped from him still sat on the table. She took another swig and sat down. He flipped through channels on the TV. Not much of a selection, but he probably wouldn’t invest in satellite sinc
