Chapter 22
Mack
Scarlett was busy the whole night, but every so often, I saw her looking my way. I finished cleaning up the bar with Alvin, then went to find her.
She was loading the last of the chairs into the storage shed. The tent stayed up, but with the wind coming off the ocean, Kiana always put the tables and chairs away for the night. That and you never knew if someone would come and steal things that were easy to grab.
“Hey,” I said, letting Scarlett know I was behind her.
She set the chairs down and turned to me. “Hey.”
“Did you want to come by tonight?”
She nodded. “I do. We need to talk.”
Fuck. The four words that struck fear into the heart of every man. We need to talk. I hated every time Stephanie said those words to me. It always meant I did something wrong.
I nodded
