Chapter Twenty-Eight“Too bad Linda was too sick to come with.” I murmured, as Rey and I stepped onto the busy sidewalk. “She looked pretty knackered.”
“Food poisoning'll do that. It's amazing she made it home, sick as she was.”
I hooked an arm through my cousin's. The plan was to walk home along Kahlia Road and then Ala Moana Blvd this gorgeous, starry Friday night.
“She'll be fine in a day or two. Not so sure Hives will be,” she chuckled. “He wasn't expecting me to be part of the date.”
I gave a hip check. “It wasn't a date.”
“You sure? The look on his face when he saw me at your side was priceless. I thought he was going to choke on the wine he'd just swallowed.”
Recalling the incredulous expression—like a camper sighting a bear—I had to laugh. “Given you two don't much care for ea
