Tequila's POV
Walking near the familiar store, I nearly jump with glee as Alana stood running her hand through her frizzy curls.
"Alana!"
"Tities!" I roll my eyes at her weird nickname before hugging her. Her T-shirt and jeans always fitted her like it wasn't just a plain ole outfit. "Candy?"
"Candy." I grab the chocolate bar from her and we both giggles like crazed monkeys.
"Where are the kiddos?" I ask and she shrugs.
"With Aiden. He wanted them today anyway so I'm free." She grins lifting her arms to the air and I snort.
"Its been awhile." I sigh as she leads me to a booth at the candy store.
It was modern themed with waitresses and menus, only with candy though.
"It has, last I found you has a husband I was like 'smack me on the buns and call me a raisin'." I raise an eyebro
