thirteen
Evie had heard every word that everyone had said. So had Oakley. He was still listening even though almost everyone was on their feet. Taylor was talking to Lana about taking her to the convention center to show her around, but they were looking through the welcome pack right now. Ian was going to make some calls and get some figures. Kody was busy on his laptop doing his own research.
Oakley was writing an email on his phone.
Evie touched his arm. “Can I talk to you alone for a minute?” she asked, without hiding her request from anyone, though they were all too busy to care.
“Sure,” Oak said and kept typing as he walked around the couch toward the bedroom.
He went inside, and she followed, closing the door behind them. Grabbing his phone, she threw it onto the bed and then p
