Iggy opened it up. He put it on and pulled it down over his stomach. Sadly, it was too short to cover his lower belly. He looked at her and she shrugged.
“It’s all that I have,” she claimed.
“I understand.”
“So… Lot and Aster. Geeze-” she dropped her chin and sighed “-how do I ask?”
“Just ask.”
Becca licked her lips before lifting her gaze. “What do you owe them? And what do I have to do with it?”
“I don’t know what you mean,” Iggy attempted to omits. He knew he was a terrible liar, and even worse when he pretended that he knew nothing.
She hunched her shoulders uneasily. “I assume something is going to happen for tomorrow. His friends are coming to stay the night, and I entertain their parties.”
“Entertain?”
Her shoulders tensed and went higher. “Yes. Entertain. It’s the usua
