Chapter Twenty-Four
Dallas
“No seriously,” Thea said with a laugh. “The guy was ridiculous enough to go into court and tell the judge the reason he was late was because his girlfriend threw a pizza at him. I swear, every time I think I’ve heard it all, I hear something else.”
I chuckled and took a sip of wine, idly spinning the glass stem between my fingers when I set it back on the table.
Thea and Audrey had gone to law school together. Thea was a prosecutor in New York City and often shared funny court stories. I glanced between her and Audrey. Between the three of us, we’d almost finished a bottle of wine.
I hadn't had a night like this in years. Between my family splintering apart after my father was arrested and my careful efforts to limit contact with Audrey, I’d shied away from
