CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
Suzette spent the night in bed with her, but they didn’t wake up to Colt or Ruger watching over them. The friends and Archie had breakfast together and spent the longest time talking about absolutely nothing. It was amazing how skilled they were at small talk. All of them avoided the elephant in the room: none of them wanted to be in each other’s company at all. They’d each rather be somewhere with their respective partners.
Going through the motions of the day, they were preoccupied with their own messes. Archie attempted to call the receptionist who had thrown him out, but she was refusing to take his calls. Lyssa tried to call Colt, but it went to voicemail. He had to be busy. He was pulling out all the stops to ensure her safety, but she longed to hear his voice.
