Chapter Four
When Metsis and Ricky emerged from their den of debauchery, Ricky had on a suit and it actually looked quite dashing. Metsis hadn’t changed her clothes, but she probably should have. Her short dress was as wrinkled as her hair was matted in the back.
“Mets, you look like you fell down the side of a mountain and landed on a mattress.”
Ricky wrapped his arm around her waist and whispered, loudly enough for Alexxia to hear, “Landed on a man, more like.”
Metsis’s doe-eyed smile didn’t fade, not even for a second. She ran her fingers through her hair half-heartedly, like she wanted the whole world to see what she’d been up to. Alexxia rolled her eyes, but smiled because... well, she was glad her friend seemed so happy.
The restaurant wasn’t half as scuzzy as Alexxia had an
