RAINE’S POV
We stepped back outside and climbed into the car again. The sun was at its peak. I leaned my head back against the seat, already tired.
Then Chloe sat up suddenly. “Oh! I almost forgot, I’m supposed to help Tyler set up for his friend’s party later. It’s like a ‘boys and booze’ thing.”
I raised a brow. “When did you become a party planner?”
“I’m not planning anything,” she said quickly. “I just promised to grab snacks and help set up, and I’m only doing that because he also promised me two hundred bucks.”
I squinted at her. “What if he’s bluffing?”
She laughed. “Then get ready for his funeral because I'm going to murder him.”
“Otto,” She leaned forward. “I would like to stop here.”
He nodded, and the car came to a slow stop. Chloe pushed the door open and tossed the mil
