I gave a confused shake of my head. "What?"
"Yeah," Allie said. "She heard about the thing with your mom, and she's all ticked off, wondering why no one putherup in a fancy hotel."
I was staring now. "Pleasetell me you're joking."
"Hardly," Allie said. "The way it sounds, your mom's been rubbing it in pretty good."
"What do you mean?"
"Apparently, your mom's been ordering steak and lobster from room service. And then, she's been calling Tabitha to tell her all about it."
As I listened, Allie launched into an overblown imitation of my mom. "Guess where I am. Guess what I'm eating. Ooopsie, room service is here. Gotta run."
Funny, I could practically hear it. But thiswasn'tgood. "So who's paying for all of this?"
"Not her, that's for sure."
At this, I literally groaned. This could only mean that Jax was paying for it.Did he know?Hehadto know, right?
Now, Iwasembarrassed. It was bad enough that he was paying for the hotel. Now, he was paying for room service, too?
Allie was saying, "And it gets better."
Almost afraid to ask, I said, "By better, do you mean better-better? Or worse better?"
"Worse better."
Damn it."I knew it."
"Apparently," Allie said, "she's been getting loads of spa treatments, too."
Spa treatments?That sounded expensive. With renewed dread, I asked, "Like what?"
"Facials, massages, pedicures, you name it, she's getting it."
I'd never had a pedicure in my whole life. Come to think of it, I'd never had a facial either. And as far as massages, I'd never had a professional one, that's for sure.
I bit my lip. If Jax didn't know about this already, he'd surely be finding out soon.Would it be better if I called to warn him?
Probably.
And yet, I dreaded the thought.
What on Earth would he think?
Nothing good.
I sighed. "Sothat'swhy she stopped by? To complain about my mom?"
"Andto gripe about her injury."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, after she got done complaining about her 'missing' hotel room, she launched into this big boo-hoo story about her arm." Allie laughed. "Get this. It's still in a sling."
Okay, I wasn't terribly fond of Tabitha – and that was putting it mildly – but it did seem a bit cruel to laugh about it. I asked, "Am I missing some sort of joke here?"
"Oh yeah," Allie said. "She's a big ol' faker."
