Chapter Eight
Red dropped back onto the cushion she’d been sitting on. “That went real well, didn’t it? I did tell you it was a waste of time.”
Brett sat beside Kayla, not bothering with a cushion. “Maybe not.”
“Her mentor will be just as warped. The only difference is she’s more than twice her age.” Red picked up the stone Andrea had dropped earlier and tossed it in the bowl.
“I hate to agree with Red on anything, because most of the time she’s full of it, but I think she’s right.” Jeff made a face like he was in pain.
Red smiled sarcastically and gestured towards him with her middle finger. “You’ll want to be careful with all those compliments. They’ll go to my head. I might fall madly in love with you and follow you around like an obsessive stalker.”
“I couldn’t be that unlucky,”
