Page 11 of Hyde and Seek

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Page 11 of Hyde and Seek

“Doll Face,” he warned. “Anything else you need?”

“Can you fix a dent?”

His eyes swept the van. “No dent.”

“No, it’s on my car.”

“Got a car?”

“Yeah, this is just for work since my car doesn’t have the space to hold cakes.”

Before Z could answer, Kase came through the door. “Z, Jake needs help in the office. He can’t find the papers for the Viper.”

Z lifted his chin. “Be back.”

As he left, Kase peeked in at the new speakers. “Damn, that sounds sweet. Fuckin’ rockin’ a minivan and shit. You like Harington?”

I nodded. “Yeah. I’m totally hooked on this album.”

“You know they’re playing tonight over at Rye, right?”

“Seriously?”

“We’re all heading over tonight, you should come with.”

“Sorry, I can’t. Crazy busy night with cakes.” While I had a ton of homework and some cakes to prep, that wasn’t what was stopping me.

“Piper, come on. Live a little. Let your hair down.” Kase smiled.

I have no doubt he uses that charming smile to get his way with chicks.

Or have his way with them.

“If it’s at Rye, I really can’t go.”

“Why? Did ya get tossed from there?”

“I’m not twenty-one yet.” I headed towards my van. “I can’t get in there.”

“For real? Not twenty-one?”

“Yeah, not for another couple months. Thanks for the invite though.”

“Twenty? Damn, you got your shit together. Good for you. Seriously. But you’re still coming with us.”

“I can’t. It’s cool, but—”

Kase pulled his cell from his pocket, touched the screen a few times, and held his finger up to me.

Apparently no one here likes to let people finish a freakin’ sentence.

I sighed and climbed into my van.

“Rhys? It’s Kase. Yeah? Yeah, I know, your Mom mentioned it while I was eating her last night.”

I grinned when he gave me a sheepish smile.

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