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“You good with cheese curds, mini corn dogs, and nachos?” she asked me.

“Uh, yeah, as long as you put the black olives on the nachos to the side,” I requested.

“Chicken or beef for the nachos?” the waiter asked.

“Chicken,” Alice and I said in unison.

The waiter smiled and tucked his pen in his pocket. “I’ll get your order into the grill and be right back with your drinks.” He headed down the walkway from the cabana and skirted around Nikki, who was heading our way.

“You guys have got to come float the lazy river with me,” she called. She grabbed a towel from the stack next to my chair and wrapped it around her middle. “I forgot how much I love to just float around.” She sprawled out on the couch and looked from Alice to me. “What?” she asked.

“Alice was just telling me how you guys are going to be TV stars,” I laughed.

Alice rolled her eyes. “But more importantly, I ordered you a drink and a mountain of food for us to share.”

“Yeah, I am way more excited about the drink and food,” Nikki laughed. “I’ve already told Pipe that as soon as the camera crew shows up next week, I will be a ghost around the clubhouse.”

Alice waved her hand in the air. “Amen, honey. I am leaving the cameras for the kids. The producers have already said they are going to take the angle of the next generation taking over the club. Us old Betty’s can just do puzzles and knit sweaters.”

Nikki wrinkled her nose. “You had me until the puzzles and knitting.”

Alice sighed. “Well, we can do whatever it is that old women do.”

I shrugged. “I’m older than you guys, and I’m not knitting or doing puzzles. Me and the other Devil’s Knights ol’ ladies hop in our RV and see the country.”

Nikki threw her hands in the air. “Perfect! We can buy our own RV and follow you guys around. That way, we for sure won’t be on the TV show.”

“Brilliant,” Alice called.

“All right, ladies,” the waiter called as he made his way up the walkway. “I have got your drinks, and your food should be ready in about ten minutes.”

He handed Alice a huge, and I mean huge, margarita glass filled with a vibrant orange concoction with three straws sticking out of it. “Oh my god,” Alice laughed. “This is way bigger than the one I saw earlier.”

“Objects may appear smaller from a distance,” the waiter joked. He handed Nikki a glass just like Alice's, filled to the brim with what looked like a pina colada, and swirled bright red through it.

“Uh, are you guys trying to get me drunk and see my dance moves?” Nikki laughed.

“Just let me know what music to turn on,” the waiter offered.

He turned to me, and I was the lucky recipient of a bright pink slush with a ribbon of red running through it. “Come to mama,” I laughed.

“I’ll go check on your food and be right back with it.” The waiter headed off, and I took a sip of my drink.

“Oh my,” Alice cringed. “This tastes like I’m going to forget my name and dance on the table with Nikki.”

Nikki took a sip, and her eyes widened. “Mine tastes like Pipe is going to have to carry me to my room later.”

“Mine tastes like straight-up juice, which means Lo is getting lucky tonight,” I laughed.

I leaned toward Alice and Nikki and held out my glass. “Cheers, ladies. To one of the best weekends I have had in a long time.”

Alice clinked her glass against mine. “To ol’ ladies, no matter who their ol’ men are.”

“Here, here,” Nikki chimed in. “Now, let’s drink, eat, and then float the afternoon away.”

Chapter Thirteen

Alice

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