Shadow curses. Yep, that’s my thoughts too. We need to get over there before shit hits the fan, and as amusing as that would normally be, right now we can’t take the risk. Especially when we don’t know who might be watching.
SEVENTEEN
EDEN
I have a feeling that this group of women could show world leaders a thing or two if they put their minds to it.
I glare at my best friend, and it’s like deja vu from the other night. Only this time, instead we’re in a restaurant and not my apartment. So unless I want to get up and walk the hell away, then I’m stuck waiting for her to calm down. I tap my fingers impatiently on the top of the table as Sadie continues to laugh. “Would you fuck off?” I growl at her in annoyance.
Sadie snorts, laughs for a few more seconds, and then finally tries to get herself under control. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” she gasps out. “But you have to admit that it’s funny considering that not even a couple of days ago you said that you weren’t going to have anything to do with the man and now, here you are telling me he showed up last night and you let him right back in. Though, with the way you look today, it must have been just as good as the first time,” she adds with a suggestive wiggle of her brows.
“That’s what you got out of that?” I huff. “You’re supposed to be talking me out of giving him a chance, not laughing at me.”