Nadia
“I’m not going out there, Shay,” I say, narrowing my eyes and crossing my arms over my chest.
“Oh, yes you are,” she murmurs, waving a hand at me, dismissive.
“There won’t even be anyone to hang out with! They’ll be guarding us!”
“Only two at night,” Shayne says, pointing at my packet with a wide grin. “Which leaves four for…free time. Me time. It’s Shay o’clock, baby! We’re going to go find some boys!”
She whoops, excited, but I just glare at her, tightening my arms, refusing to go.
“Fine,” Shayne says, shrugging and unscrewing the tequila’s cap, taking a long swig that makes her shudder, grimace, and then laugh. My mouth drops open at her gall. “I’ll go alone then – to hang out with a bunch of ravenous wolves who haven’t seen a girl in months –“
“Oh, for heaven’s sake, Sh
