“She’s in,” Violet announced loudly enough for everyone to hear. “Said she’ll be here in an hour.”
The MC erupted in cheers and whistles.
Ash groaned. “You’re all children.”
“Children who are about to watch you squirm,” Blade said, clinking bottles with Tank.
Killer grinned like a devil over the grill. “Better save a burger for your girl, Ash. She’s gonna be hungry.”
Ash didn’t answer. But his ears… were red as hell.
...
Cordelia had just set her kettle on the stove when her phone buzzed across the counter. She reached for it absently, expecting a reminder from the clinic or maybe a photo from one of her coworkers.
It wasn’t either.
Violet:
Hey! We’re having a barbecue at the MC’s cabin today. Nothing formal, just food and sun. You should come. I think you’d like it. P.S. Someone
