Page 45 of Alice & Meg, Girls Trip

Lo nodded, stepping forward to open the door, but not before planting one last kiss on my lips, slow and sweet, as if to remind me of what we’d just shared. “Ready when you are, babe,” he said with a wink.

A round of applause and catcalls erupted as Lo and I stepped out of the RV, our faces flushing with a mix of satisfaction and embarrassment.

“Oh my god,” I moaned, wishing I could shrink into the ground.

“Way to give it to her, King!” Greta called out; her voice full of teasing amusement.

“Is that what you meant when you told us not to show our age?” Lennox added, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

I could feel my cheeks heat up even more. I knew this group could be relentless when it came to playful teasing.

“Yeah, yeah,” Lo growled, unfazed. “Last I checked, I paid for this damn RV, and I’ll damn well do what I want in it.”

We made our way back to the chairs we’d been sitting in before our little escapade, trying to ignore the knowing looks and smirks from everyone around the campfire.

Alice and Wrecker walked into the campsite, hand in hand, just as we settled down. Alice looked around, taking in the grinning faces.

“What’s all the cheering about?” Alice asked, her curiosity piqued.

I tipped my head to the side, noticing a leaf stuck in Alice’s hair. I couldn’t help but smile as Raven filled her in with a laugh. “Meg and King had the camper rocking!”

Alice’s eyes widened, and she looked up at Wrecker sheepishly, like a kid caught with their hand in the cookie jar.

“Where were you two?” Nikki asked, her tone innocent but her eyes full of suspicion.

“Oh, uh,” Alice stammered, clearing her throat, “we just went for a walk. Enjoying nature.”

The campsite went quiet, and then Greta broke the silence with a smirk. “Is that what we’re calling it now?” She winked and thrust her hips forward playfully. “Nature.”

Alice threw her hands up in the air, giving up. “Whatever,” she muttered, her tone light but defensive.

She and Wrecker sat down in the two empty chairs next to Lo and me. Alice leaned over, giving me a knowing look. “You really had the camper rocking?” she asked, her voice a mix of disbelief and admiration.

I felt my cheeks heat again, but I nodded, unable to deny it.

With a grin, Alice held her fist out to me. I bumped mine against hers, our own little celebration of still being able to keep up with the younger ones.

“We still got it, honey,” she said, her tone full of pride.

I nodded, a smile spreading across my face. “Still got it,” I echoed.

Chapter Fourteen

Maybe Vegas or Alaska?

Alice

“You know, I think how this week played out is pretty good,” I said, watching Wrecker walk to the Mini Weenie with a large tote filled with leftover s’mores fixings and the food Meg had generously handed over.

“How so?” Wrecker grunted as he hefted the tote up into the camper, his muscles flexing with the effort.

“Well,” I said with a smile, “we got to have all the fun for five days before you guys showed up, and now you can do all the work of packing up. It’s pretty perfect.”

Fox, who had been busy grabbing the last of the lawn chairs, handed them to Wrecker. He shook his head at me, a playful grin on his face. “Dirty, Mom,” he said. “Here we came up ready to defend your honor, and all you want us for is to load the camper.”

Wrecker chuckled as he tucked the chairs away under one of the couches. “Joke’s on her, bud. She’s still gotta drive this thing home. You and I are on our bikes.”

Well, shit. I hadn’t thought about that. I peered into the camper, mentally calculating the space. “You’re sure we can’t fit your bike back here?” I asked, half-joking, half-hopeful.

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