Zoey
“Zoey, you lucky bitch.” Kate slapped my arm so hard the sting pulled me out of my daze.
I blinked at her. She was grinning, bouncing on her heels like a kid who’d just been told Christmas came twice this year. “You get to serve the Almighty Knight, and you weren’t even an A.” She shrieked so loud a couple of heads turned from the bar.
If only she knew.
“As if…” I muttered, staring past her, my voice flat.
“What’s wrong? You sound off.”
“Nothing.”
“That is not a nothing face.” She pointed at me like she’d caught me red-handed. “Girl, come on. You should be happy you get to serve him. Do you know how many women would give their entire paycheck for that? I could hand over my left breast to be in your position. And you even get Lawson as a bonus.”
I gave her a look. “Remind me ag
